John Smith - Salty and Sweet Lyrics
I’m a fishing girl, just a lonely girlThe Town in which I live is breaking waterI told my Mother, my violent brotherAll they give to me is reason to leaveImagine my surprise, a pair of ancient eyesSet into a face as old as landHe stands in front of, he came out of the seaHe says it hurts his skin to touch the sandHe crawls back into the sea, the air is salty and sweetA backward glance by way of invitationI’m in now up to my knees, the air is salty and sweetI’ll leave my dress by way of explanationMy man don’t care for clothes, the things he does not ownThey never trouble him, never give him grief‘Cause he’s as soft as silk, as pure as baby milkAnd harder than earth that he scorns