Salt from Our Veins-Seth Lakeman

[ti:Salt from Our Veins] [ar:Seth Lakeman] [al:Tales From The Barrel House] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Salt from Our Veins - Seth Lakeman [00:21.01]Well the ropes are all tangled and tied [00:25.30] [00:28.56]The throb of red diesel it whines [00:33.09] [00:36.35]Past the still snoring town [00:38.96] [00:40.45]We elbow around [00:42.56] [00:44.27]For manys the nights we will claim [00:48.50] [00:52.03]To drain all the salt from our veins [00:56.34] [01:03.63]The captain a round-headed man [01:07.94] [01:11.38]With drunken tattoos he commands [01:15.69] [01:19.25]Wheelhouse he sits [01:21.41] [01:23.22]With both eyes transfixed [01:26.19] [01:26.92]For manys the night he will claim [01:31.42] [01:34.62]To drain all the salt from our veins [01:38.79] [01:54.11]Crunching blocks and grinding old gears [01:59.12] [02:01.44]As the winch draws our signal is cleared [02:06.38] [02:09.77]Nets open wide this purse is our prize [02:17.25]A hundredweight falls from the chains [02:22.25] [02:24.65]As we drain all the salt from our veins [02:30.05] [02:58.67]Four trawls a day we are set [03:02.72] [03:06.00]And only half of all caught now are kept [03:10.53] [03:14.11]Slick slime and tails [03:16.82] [03:17.93]All bloodshot and pale [03:19.92] [03:21.66]For manys the night we will pray [03:26.36] [03:29.27]We won't drain all the salt from our veins