I don't mind confiding
That I make stupid mistakes
Been misled and misguided
And I'm easily led astray
But you can dance with disaster
Never missing a step
Spinning faster and faster
Long after I've already slipped
But in the middle of it all
You always break my fall
In the middle of it all
[Chorus]
Over and over, again and again
You float through the door and I'm Stumbling In
I'm twisted and tangled and soaked to the skin
You float through the door and I'm Stumbling In again
Pulled in every direction
I've a million regrets
You're the perfect protection
When I'm diving in over my head
But in the middle of it all
You always break my fall
In the middle of it all
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
There's bones in my closet,
I've collected quite a few
God knows what causes an angel to love a fool
But in the middle of it all
You always break my fall
In the middle of it
[Chorus]
"Stumbling In" - Great Big Sea
That I make stupid mistakes
Been misled and misguided
And I'm easily led astray
But you can dance with disaster
Never missing a step
Spinning faster and faster
Long after I've already slipped
But in the middle of it all
You always break my fall
In the middle of it all
[Chorus]
Over and over, again and again
You float through the door and I'm Stumbling In
I'm twisted and tangled and soaked to the skin
You float through the door and I'm Stumbling In again
Pulled in every direction
I've a million regrets
You're the perfect protection
When I'm diving in over my head
But in the middle of it all
You always break my fall
In the middle of it all
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
There's bones in my closet,
I've collected quite a few
God knows what causes an angel to love a fool
But in the middle of it all
You always break my fall
In the middle of it
[Chorus]
"Stumbling In" - Great Big Sea
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a month
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
We arrived in December
And London was cold,
We stayed in the bars
Along Jarring cross road.
We never saw nothing
But brass-tops and nook.
Kept a shine on the bar
With the sleeves of our coats.
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
Houston station
The train's heading North,
In the bucket car
We looked back and forth.
I stole crooked dice
Through Yorkshire's green fields
We were flung into dance
As the train jigged and reeled.
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
By the light of the moon,
She drift through the streets,
A rare old perfume
So seductive and sweet
She teases and flirts
As the pubs all close down,
Then walk us on home
And deny us a round.
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a month
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
The gas heat is empty
It's damn past two
The spirits we drank
Left ghosts in the room
I'm asking again
Come on, please take me soon,
And don't lift my head
Til the twelve bells at noon!
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
"Not at my Best" - Great Big Sea
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a month
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
We arrived in December
And London was cold,
We stayed in the bars
Along Jarring cross road.
We never saw nothing
But brass-tops and nook.
Kept a shine on the bar
With the sleeves of our coats.
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
Houston station
The train's heading North,
In the bucket car
We looked back and forth.
I stole crooked dice
Through Yorkshire's green fields
We were flung into dance
As the train jigged and reeled.
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
By the light of the moon,
She drift through the streets,
A rare old perfume
So seductive and sweet
She teases and flirts
As the pubs all close down,
Then walk us on home
And deny us a round.
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a month
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
The gas heat is empty
It's damn past two
The spirits we drank
Left ghosts in the room
I'm asking again
Come on, please take me soon,
And don't lift my head
Til the twelve bells at noon!
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
"Not at my Best" - Great Big Sea
Song One:
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Only name Table Rogers a share man am I
On a three-masted scooner from Twelingate Isle
I've been the world over North, South, East and West
But the middle of nowhere's where I likes it best
Where it's wave over wave sea over bow
I'm as happy a man as the sea will allow
There's no other life for a sailor like me
Than to sail the salt sea boys to sail the sea
There's no other life but to sail the salt sea
Well I leave my wife lonely ten months of the year
For she built me a home and raised my children D'ere
She never come out to bid farewell to me
Or can why a sailor must sail the salt sea
Where it's wave over wave sea over bow
I'm as happy a man as the sea will allow
There's no other life for a sailor like me
Than to sail the salt sea boys to sail the sea
There's no other life but to sail the salt sea
Oh the work it is hard and the hours are long
But my spirit is willing my back it is strong
And when the works over the whisky will pour
We'll dance with the girls upon some foriegn shore
I've sailed the world over for decades or more
And oft times I wonder what I do it for
I don't know the answer it's pleasure and pain
But with life to live over I'd do it again
Where it's wave over wave sea over bow
I'm as happy a man as the sea will allow
There's no other life for a sailor like me
Than to sail the salt sea boys to sail the sea
Where it's wave over wave sea over bow
I'm as happy a man as the sea will allow
There's no other life for a sailor like me
Than to sail the salt sea boys to sail the sea
There's no other life but to sail the salt sea
Ohh ohhhh
"Wave over Wave" - Great Big Sea
---
Song Two:
---
Chorus:
And it's go boys go
They'll time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death
But you go....
Well a Process Man am I and I'm tellin' you no lie
I work and breathe among the fumes that tread across the sky,
There's thunder all around me and there's poison in the air,
There's a lousy smell that smacks of hell and dust all in me hair
Chorus
Well I've worked among the spitters and I breathe the oily smoke
I've shovelled up the gypsum and it neigh' on makes you choke
I've stood knee deep in cyanide, got sick with a caustic burn
Been workin' rough, I've seen enough to make your stomach turn
Chorus
There's overtime and bonus opportunities galore
The young men like their money and they all come back for more
But soon you're knockin' on and you look older than you should
For every bob made on the job, you pay with flesh and blood
Chorus
Well a Process Man am I and I'm tellin' you no lie
I work and breathe among the fumes that tread across the sky,
There's thunder all around me and there's poison in the air,
There's a lousy smell that smacks of hell and dust all in me hair
Chorus (x2)
"The Chemical Worker's Song" - Great Big Sea
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Only name Table Rogers a share man am I
On a three-masted scooner from Twelingate Isle
I've been the world over North, South, East and West
But the middle of nowhere's where I likes it best
Where it's wave over wave sea over bow
I'm as happy a man as the sea will allow
There's no other life for a sailor like me
Than to sail the salt sea boys to sail the sea
There's no other life but to sail the salt sea
Well I leave my wife lonely ten months of the year
For she built me a home and raised my children D'ere
She never come out to bid farewell to me
Or can why a sailor must sail the salt sea
Where it's wave over wave sea over bow
I'm as happy a man as the sea will allow
There's no other life for a sailor like me
Than to sail the salt sea boys to sail the sea
There's no other life but to sail the salt sea
Oh the work it is hard and the hours are long
But my spirit is willing my back it is strong
And when the works over the whisky will pour
We'll dance with the girls upon some foriegn shore
I've sailed the world over for decades or more
And oft times I wonder what I do it for
I don't know the answer it's pleasure and pain
But with life to live over I'd do it again
Where it's wave over wave sea over bow
I'm as happy a man as the sea will allow
There's no other life for a sailor like me
Than to sail the salt sea boys to sail the sea
Where it's wave over wave sea over bow
I'm as happy a man as the sea will allow
There's no other life for a sailor like me
Than to sail the salt sea boys to sail the sea
There's no other life but to sail the salt sea
Ohh ohhhh
"Wave over Wave" - Great Big Sea
---
Song Two:
---
Chorus:
And it's go boys go
They'll time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death
But you go....
Well a Process Man am I and I'm tellin' you no lie
I work and breathe among the fumes that tread across the sky,
There's thunder all around me and there's poison in the air,
There's a lousy smell that smacks of hell and dust all in me hair
Chorus
Well I've worked among the spitters and I breathe the oily smoke
I've shovelled up the gypsum and it neigh' on makes you choke
I've stood knee deep in cyanide, got sick with a caustic burn
Been workin' rough, I've seen enough to make your stomach turn
Chorus
There's overtime and bonus opportunities galore
The young men like their money and they all come back for more
But soon you're knockin' on and you look older than you should
For every bob made on the job, you pay with flesh and blood
Chorus
Well a Process Man am I and I'm tellin' you no lie
I work and breathe among the fumes that tread across the sky,
There's thunder all around me and there's poison in the air,
There's a lousy smell that smacks of hell and dust all in me hair
Chorus (x2)
"The Chemical Worker's Song" - Great Big Sea