[Chorus]
They’re passing the bottle in the Old Anchor Bar
Ain’t no one goin’ out fishin’
There’s an ill wind been a blowin’
Over these dock and there’re storm clouds in the distance
[Verse]
Old Jack’s fished these waters for forty some years
Now his sons and his daughters, they’re sharing his fears
That the cannery’s closin’ in this little town
‘Cause there ain’t no more fish, and the prices are down
[Chorus]
They’re passing the bottle in the Old Anchor Bar
Ain’t no one goin’ out fishin’
There’s an ill wind been a blowin’
Over these dock and there’re storm clouds in the distance
Some say the big trollers took more than their share
The blame all the Porters (?), been a fishing out there
Poor regulation or pollution they claim
What the hell does it matter? It’s all just the same
[Chorus]
When you’re passing the bottle in the Old Anchor Bar
Ain’t no one goin’ out fishin’
There’s an ill wind been a blowin’
Over these dock and there’re storm clouds in the distance
Now proud fishing vessels silently lay
In harbor and dry dock where they rot and decay
Season to season untended they’ll stand
‘Til all become derelict, forgotten by men
[Chorus]
Who are passing the bottle in the Old Anchor Bar
There ain’t no one goin’ out fishin’
There’s an ill wind been a blowin’
Over these dock and there’re storm clouds in the distance
[Chorus]
They’re passing the bottle in the Old Anchor Bar
Ain’t no one goin’ out fishin’
There’s an ill wind been a blowin’
Over these dock and there’re storm clouds in the distance
[Chorus]
They’re passing the bottle in the Old Anchor Bar
Ain’t no one goin’ out fishin’
There’s an ill wind been a blowin’
Over these dock and there’re storm clouds in the distance
[Chorus]
They’re passing the bottle in the Old Anchor Bar
Ain’t no one goin’ out fishin’
There’s an ill wind been a blowin’
Over these dock and there’re storm clouds in the distance