Catfish Blues - DAAU

At Sea, A Man’s To Lose His Past Day By Day

A Pocketful Of Sand To Come Home To Again

A Dime For Every Secret On Which Oceans Were Built

Beakens Lit Wherever Throats Are Slit At Will

You Don’t Miss Your Water

Once All Hope Is Gone

You Don’t Miss Your Water

You’re Just Bound To Drown,

In Catfish Blues

He’s Got 9 Lives Of Cat Fights, Raw Like Milk

A Penny For Each Thought On Which Nations Were Built

A Waste Of Breath The Words To Come In this Ball And

Chain

With Room For One More Drink To Come Home To Again

You Don’t Miss Your Water

When Divided You Stand

You Don’t Miss Your Water

The Way Our Captain Can

Now The Ship Is At The Landing With The Rains Pouring

Down

A Smile For Every Secret To Which His Thoughts Have

Gone Out

You Won’t Miss Your Water Not By Growing Them Fins

But To Call Yourself A Sailor Once You’re Stranded

With,

The Catfish Blues