Tiny Fish For Japan
Stan RogersVersion1
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Where Patterson Creek's muddy waters run down
Past the penny arcades, by the harbour downtown,
All the old Turtlebacks rust in the rain
Like they never will leave there again.
But leave there they will in the hours before dawn,
Slip out in the darkness without word or song;
For a few more years yet they will work while they can
To catch tiny fish for Japan.
No white fish or trout here, we leave them alone.
The inspectors raise hell if we take any home.
What kind of fisherman can't eat his catch
Or call what he's taken his own?
But the plant works three shifts now. There's plenty of pay.
We ship seventeen tons of this garbage each day.
If we want to eat fish, then we'll open a can,
And catch tiny fish for Japan.
In the Norfolk Hotel over far too much beer,
The old guys remember when the water ran clear.
No poisons with names that we can't understand
And no tiny fish for Japan...
So the days run together. Each one is the same.
And it's good that the smelt have no lovelier name.
It's all just a job now, we'll work while we can,
To catch tiny fish for Japan.
And we'll catch tiny fish for Japan.
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Readable chord sheet for Tiny Fish For Japan by Stan Rogers
Where P[G]atterson C[Am]reek's muddy wa[D]ters run d[E]own Past the pe[C]nny arc[G]ades, by the [Am]harbour dow[D]ntown, [E]All the old Turtl[Am]ebacks r[D]ust in the r[E]ain Like they n[C]ever will l[D]eave there ag[G]ain. But l[G]eave there they w[Am]ill in the ho[D]urs before da[E]wn, Slip [C]out in the d[G]arkness wit[Am]hout word or so[D]ng; For a [E]few more years y[Am]et they will w[D]ork while they c[E]an To c[C]atch tiny f[D]ish for Ja[G]pan. No whi[D]te fish or tr[D]out here, we le[C]ave them al[G]one. The ins[C]pectors raise h[G]ell if we ta[Am]ke any ho[D]me. [D]What kind of fis[D]herman can[C]'t eat his cat[G]ch Or ca[E]ll what he's ta[Dsus4]ken his own? [D] But the pla[G]nt works three s[Am]hifts now. There's p[D]lenty of p[E]ay. We ship sev[C]enteen t[G]ons of this ga[Am]rbage each d[D]ay. If we w[E]ant to eat [Am]fish, then we'll o[D]pen a c[E]an, And ca[C]tch tiny f[D]ish for J[G]apan. In the N[D]orfolk H[D]otel over[C] far too much[G] beer, The o[C]ld guys reme[G]mber when the [Am]water ran cl[D]ear. No p[D]oisons with na[D]mes that we c[C]an't under[G]stand And [E]no tiny f[Dsus4]ish for Japan..[D]. So the da[G]ys run tog[Am]ether. Each o[D]ne is the sa[E]me. And it's g[C]ood that the s[G]melt have no l[Am]ovelier n[D]ame. It's a[E]ll just a j[Am]ob now, we'll w[D]ork while we c[E]an, To ca[C]tch tiny f[D]ish for Ja[G]pan. And we'll c[C]atch tiny f[D]ish for Ja[G]pan.