Now It was just like_ him__ he had_ to pick_ A boat gone_ from Dowdy_ to Derelict_ In half a dozen years___ of searching_ for an ow____o-ow_-ner__ She maybe left her heart-rt_ in the har-ar-bour mud_ But she really caught his_ at the flood_ And he wonders how she knew___ that she was waiting_ for a lo____-o-o_-ner_ Blue Dol_-phin_ built_ by the Rhu_-land men_ She's lying on the bottom again_ With only him to care___ the Bluenose had a sis__i-is_ter_ He lost_ the house_ and he sold_ the car_ His wife walked_ out_ so he hit the bars_ And hit up every friend___ to raise_ the Blue Dol__-o-ol-phin__ And even afloat_ she's_ a hole in the water where_ his money goes____ Every dollar goes____ and it's driving him_ cra___-a-a_zy__ He pounds his fists white on the dock in the night_ (mots chantés séparéments) And cries_ "I'm gonna win!"__ And licks the blood away___ And_ he's gonna raise_ the Dol__-o-ol-phin__ Blue Dol_-phin's lying like a woun_-ded whale_ She's hungry for a scrap of a sail_ To get her underway___ back to salt_ wa___a-a_-ter__ Now there's a man_ lying spent_ in the winter sun__ He wonders what the hell he has done__ And who would ever pay____ to save his schooner daugh-a-a_ter__ And even afloat_ she's_ a hole in the water where_ his money goes____ Every dollar goes____ and it's driving him_ cra___-a-a_zy__ He pounds his fists white on the dock in the night_ (mots chantés séparéments) And cries_ "I'm gonna win!"__ And licks the blood away___ And_ he's gonna raise_ the Dol__-o-ol-phin__ And even afloat_ she's_ a hole in the water where_ his money goes____ Every dollar goes____ and it's driving him_ cra___-a-a_zy__ He pounds his fists white on the dock in the night_ (mots chantés séparéments) And cries_ "I'm gonna win!"__ And licks the blood away___ (Pont) And_ he's gonna raise_ the Dol__-o-ol-phin__

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À propos de la chanson

Cette chanson raconte l’histoire d’un homme déterminé à redonner vie à son bateau, la Blue Dolphin, laissé à l’abandon. Au fil des années, il a perdu beaucoup de choses, y compris sa femme et sa maison, mais son espoir de restaurer le navire reste intact. Alors qu’il se bat contre l’adversité et les difficultés financières, il exprime sa passion et sa résilience, frappant le quai la nuit, prêt à relever le défi malgré la fatigue et la frustration. Le contexte de la chanson évoque les luttes des marins et des passionnés de navigation, illustrant la connexion profonde entre l'homme et son bateau, un symbole de ses rêves et de ses luttes. Dans un monde où l’espoir semble parfois éloigné, cette quête de rédemption et de renaissance trouve écho chez ceux qui comprennent la passion des tempêtes à surmonter.