Round Round

Round Round - Rick Garvin

Once I was a young man

Living by the coast

Fishing for my living

And living more than most

Now you see me begging

For a dollar or a drink

And you look at me and wonder

How low a man can sink

Now it's round round

The bottle pass my way

Maybe if we drink enough

We can drive the memories away

Once I was a proud man living by the sea

On the north of Graham Island

In the Charlottes of BC

To the canneries at Rupert

With my cargo I would go

And trade my fish for silver

And pick up food for home

My lady's name was Anna

And she meant the world to me

I had a darling daughter whose name was Melody

They filled my days

With loving till a man could want no more

But I lost them both to fire in 1964

Now it's round round

The bottle pass my way

Maybe if we drink enough

We can drive the memories away

It happened late in August

When I was not at home

A tankard of marine gas exploded in the sun

Where Melody was playing

She turned and looked around

And caught her head a fragment

And died without a sound

My Anna came a running

From the house down to the pier

She saw her daughter lying

With the flames drawing near

She ran to try and save her

But the fire caught her hair

And when I returned at sunset

I found her dying there

Now it's round round

The bottle pass my way

Maybe if we drink enough

We can drive the memories away

So I come down to Vancouver

And I ran my ship aground

And if I were less a coward I'd have stayed

With her and drowned

Now you see me dying one bottle at a time

So drink to your misfortune

And I will drink to mine

Now it's round round

The bottle pass my way

Maybe if we drink enough

We can drive the memories away