What a wonderful life, she’s a fisherman’s wife.
He begged her to be from the very first night.
So she stopped waiting tables and tending the bar.
Yes, the fisherman’s plan would take her quite far.
The last real forager, the final frontier,
The wild wild west will embark from the pier.
Eight days at sea, two in the house.
Never a fight with his happy new spouse
She couldn’t complain, never had to put out.
He was tired from the hunt, 9 o’clock was lights out.
She cooked and cleaned and took care of the brood.
Money in her pocket and a table of food
New clothes for the kids and a brand new car
She just couldn’t foresee that he’d take it this far.
He built up his empire and sat like a dragon.
And waited and waited for something to happen.
When that day never came, he became a bit bored.
And here my friends, begins this man’s score.
Working late nights, and all of a sudden
Ships tied up for winter, still always out hustling.
So what was he doing in the dark at the dock?
Just a matter of time ‘til it dawned on his flock
One night, the wife, sitting down with her daughter
Picked up the phone, and her face dropped in horror
How could it be? It just can’t be true.
I knew he was mean, but this joke is too cruel.
The girl wanted to know: With whom are we dealing?
You aren’t gonna like it, I have a bad feeling.
A neighbor, a friend, a passerby
She was driving you home from the beach in July.
And you’re friends with her brother her kids and her dad.
You know her quite well, and I knew you’d be mad.
So their eyes welled with tears, there was nothing to do.
It would have hurt less if they’d hadn’t a clue.
Now I’m sorry to say, when he gives you the ring
It may be the end of the beginning of a thing.
We are only human, nobody to blame.
Stop pointing your finger, an effort in vain.
So remember, I warned you. These words have been spoken.
Nothing lasts forever and hearts will be broken.
