Primus - Last Salmon Man (Fisherman’s Chronicles, Part IV) lyrics

The river water diverts to other places
To nurture central valley seeds
The northern waters that
Sloshes desert fairways
Fulfill So-Cal golfers needs

The Mighty Chinook that used
To run the rivers
To the grounds where they spawn
Thin numbers, as the tributaries wane
Pretty soon, they'll all be gone

Jimmy Mac runs the trawler of his father
Who got it passed down from his Pa
Three closed seasons
And the bank note on his shoulder
Now Jimmy's hiding from the law
Jimmy watched, as the bulk of the fleet
Sold their boats and moved away
But after the stroke
He promised to his father
He'd do his best to stayin Bodega Bay

He remembered the days when his
Father used to show him
How to set and tend all the gear
With his hand on his shoulder
He looked out at the waters
And said, "Son it is my fear

That you'll be the Last Salmon Man"
You're the Last Salmon Man
You're the Last Salmon Man
You're the Last Salmon Man
From the MacDonagal clan

2010 they re-opened Norcal waters
To the salmon chasing slew
Four straight days
Jimmy trolled the jagged coastline
But the fish were far and few

Jimmy watched as the bulk of the fleet
Packed their boats and moved away
But on his deathbed
He promised to his father
He'd do his best to stayin Bodega Bay

He remembered the days when his
Father used to show him
How to set and tend all the gear
With his hand on his shoulder
He looked out at the waters
And said, "Son it is my fear

That you'll be the Last Salmon Man"
You're the Last Salmon Man
You're the Last Salmon Man
You're the Last Salmon Man
From the MacDonagal clan

Last salmon man he's the last salmon man
He's the last salmon man
He's the last salmon man
From the MacDonagal clan