Tonart: C major
Verse 1
with a calloused hand
Dm
D
For his work is harder than most
G
And he takes a stand, not on the land
But the deck of a fishing boat
D
Now his specialty is barramundi
But he'll take a salmon or a
Jew
A
I've even been told that catfish
And all go into the packaging too
D
Dm
So run out the nets, haven't got enough yet,
D
gotta catch a barramundi for you
G
You can bake it or fry it, never know till you
try it, you can even cook it up in a stew
A
Just roll em in flour and fry em on the stove or chuck
em in the fire and cook em on the coals
Served with rice and a panick in the tea,
D
G
some chips and salad anyway'll do me barramundi
D
A
D
So run out the nets, haven't got enough
Yet gotta catch a barramundi for you
G
You can bake it or fry it, never
know till you try it
You can even cook it up in a stew
A
Just roll them in the flour
and fry them on
the stove or chuck em in the fire
and cook em on the coals
Served with rice and a panic in the tea
Some chips and salad anyway'll
Barramundi
Now they work with the tide and
tempers are tried
By catfish and crab in the net
G
An occasional shout, how we gonna get it
out?
There's a bloody big croc in it, yes
D
But a good sharp knife gets
em out of strife
They'll cut the reptile free
A
And the skipper might swear
and pull out his hair
It's a rugged old life on the sea
haven't caught enough yet
Gotta catch a barramundi for you
G
You can bake it or fry it, never
know till you try it
You can even cook it up in a stew
A
Just roll them in flour and
fry them on the stove
Or chuck them in the fire and
cook them on the coals
Served with rice and a panicking of tea
Some chips and salad anyway'll do me
D
G
D
Barramundi
A
D
So run out the net, seven forty -nothin'
Yet, gotta catch a barramundi for you
G
You can bake it or fry it, never know till you
try it, you can even cook it up in a stew.
A
Just roll them in the flour and fry them on the stove,
or chuck them in the fire and cook them on the coals.
Served with rice and a panic in the tea,
some chips and salad, anyway you'll do me,
D
Perimundi.
Now a
Perimundi boat is fairly small,
twelve metres long at the most.
G
With four in a crew all lippin' on stew
For their rations are nothin' to boast
D
And for weeks on end these
unshaven men
Breakin' their backs for a crust
A
Just to be let down when they get into town
By an unpaid skipper goin' bust
D
So run out the net, seven,
good enough
Yet gotta catch a better
Monday for you
G
You can bake it or fry it, never
know till you try it
You can even cook it up in a stew
A
Just roll them in flour and
fry them on the stove
Or chuck them in the fire and
cook them on the coals
Served with rice and a panic in the tea,
D
some chips and salad, any way you do me.
Burmundi
Burmundi
Burmundi
Burmundi
Burmundi
I love my job.
I love my job.
I
I love my job.
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