If Jimmy Buffett Were A Setnetter (Who Was A Woman Who Couldn’t Sing)

As the daughter of a fisherman
I went out on the Inlet blue
I learned how to work, no toils to shirk
I was made part of the crew

Well I grew up in boots and slickers for suits
I delivered salmon by the tote full
I’ve pulled and I’ve set many a net
I’ve picked sockeye by the boat full

I’m the daughter of a fisherman
It’s a life that’s full of fun
The sea’s been my home wherever I roam
Jump in the skiff and let’s run

Well I’ve seen nets that were bare and nets that were fair
And nets that were sunk with fish
Nets loaded at sea with logs and debris
Or times we were closed by commish

Sometimes the money’s all right and sometimes it’s tight
I know I’ll never be rich
But I do okay and at the end of the day
It’s more about finding my niche

So keep your Gucci and Klein. Armani’s not mine
I’ll wear my Carhartts and Grundens
You can have all that style, it won’t make me smile
I don’t need no Lloyd’s of Londons

I’m the daughter of a fisherman
It’s a life that’s full of fun
The sea’s been my home wherever I roam
Jump in the skiff and let’s run