Heidi Marie Lyrics

Another boat is lost from Stonington harbor,
Lobstermen this time,
God help the sons and daughters,
Of the ones that make their living harvesting the sea.

From New Bedford and Gloster,
From Stonington and Galilee.

The twenty-first of November,
The cold and unrelenting sea,
Took five more Stonington fishermen,
And their boat, Heidi Marie.

Somewhere south of the islands,
Lost in the chop and the wind.
Something as small as a lifeboat,
Is almost impossible to find.

[Chorus]
Hard winds of November,
Cold arms of the deep,
Old spirit of the fisherman,
Cast your locks upon the sea.

The sea gives us our living,
But she takes back many men,
And the trawlermen and the draggers,
Think of living on the land.

But like our fathers did before us,
And their fathers before them,
We are people of the ocean,
To the ocean we will return.

[Chorus]
Hard winds of November,
Cold arms of the deep,
Old spirit of the fisherman,
Cast your locks upon the sea.

When the morning comes to Stonington,
Our boats will be on the harbor.
Some are leaving, some returning,
With the harvest of the water.

On the mind of everyone,
But not a word is spoken,
Is who will be the next, to go, to fish,
And not return.

[Chorus x2]
Hard winds of November,
Cold arms of the deep,
Old spirit of the fisherman,
Cast your locks upon the sea.