Lament for the Fisherman's Wife - Bart Zeal (Silly Wizard Cover)

Опубликовано: 04 Январь 2025
на канале: Bart the Bard

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This lament is such a special heartfelt song that I felt the pull to try releasing a cover of it myself. It took us almost two years to get it right, so I'm immensely proud to finally release it to the public. The original band performing this song is called "Silly Wizard". If you haven't heard of them yet, you ought to give them a listen; they're a true inspiration.

The black-and-white footage used is from a documentary made by Captain Irving Johnson in 1928. It is a video by Mystic Seaport videos called "Around Cape Horn". I found the video very compelling, and the commentary by Johnson himself made it all the more unique. In the original song, there's talk during the outro, and I thought Captain Irving's voice fitted very well here. The video is a hidden gem on YouTube and Andre Aquared uploaded the entire thing here: • Video

Listen to the song with a clean outro on Spotify.

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🤩Featuring
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Tom de Munck - Electric Guitar
Peter Eijsten - Accordion / Concertina

Lyrics
By the storm-torn shoreline
A woman is standing,
The spray strung like jewels in her hair.
And the sea tore the rocks
Near that desolate landing,
As though it had known she stood there.

For she had come down
To condemn that wild ocean
For the murderous loss of her man.
Whose boat sailed out
on Wednesday morning,
And it's feared she's gone down
With all hands.

Oh and white were the wave caps
And wild was their parting.
So fierce is the warring of love.
But she prayed to the gods,
Both of men and of sailors,
Not to cast their cruel nets
O'er her love.

There's a school on the hill
Where the sons of dead fathers
Are led toward tempests and gales.
Where their God-given wings
Are clipped close to their bodies,
And their eyes are bound round
With ship's sails.

And she has come down
To condemn that wild ocean
For the murderous loss of her man.
whose boat sailed out on Wednesday morning,
And it's feared she's gone down
With all hands.

What force leads a man
To a life filled with danger
High on seas or a mile underground?
It's when need is his master
And poverty's no stranger,
And there's no other work
to be found.

But she has come down
To condemn that wild ocean
For the murderous loss of her man.
Whose boat sailed out on Wednesday morning,
And it's feared she's gone down
With all hands.