(c) Archie Fisher
I came to a western island as far as a man can walk is my land
Cleared ten acres and a house I build, into the side of the hill
One cow and a lean-to bier, a spring close by and a driftwood fire
A clear view of the settin’ sun and 12 gauge hammer gun
I keep sheep, I fish deep water in a high bowed boat called the Neptune’s
daughter
She will ride any western gale and can carry a stack of sails
Some nights when the bright lights flicker I sail to the mainland for my
liquor
I haven’t got a woman to call my own but I never wake up alone
A man needs to fell the ground and wind to tell him that the world spins
round
To watch the stars and taste the sea, and woman to keep him free