"FISHER OF MEN"

 © 2014 Oliver John-Rodgers (OJR) 

I didn’t know the cold verdict 

You’d cast upon me 

When I limped my way to the bar 

I didn’t realize you’d be cuttin' 

Me loose so early 

’Til you shook me off of your line 

You shake 'em all off, all the time 

‘Cause you’re a Fisher of Men 

Now, Pretty Swiss Hippie 

You got one again 

You’re a Fisher of Men 

And that’s fine 

That’s fine 

I shoulda known swimmin’ in your sea 

I’d bite the hook to taste a kiss 

If you let me try again, I won’t miss 

I shoulda known swimmin’ in your sea 

You’d fry yourself a bigger fish 

You curl your tongue and shake your hips 

While your Gypsy Cat licks her lips 

‘Cause you’re a Fisher of Men 

Now, Pretty Swiss Hippie 

You got one again 

You’re a Fisher of Men 

And that’s fine 

That’s fine 

The words she gave to me 

Early one morning: 

“I fought the fickle face of fate" 

"I'm confused and selfish as of late" 

"But I hope that you’ve been doin' great" 

"And it’s not your fault you took the bait" 

‘Cause I’m a Fisher of Men 

Aw, Skinny Blond Hippie 

I got one again 

I’m a Fisher of Men 

Is that fine?” 

Yeah, that’s fine 

We had fun, kid