Well it's not_ the hours of_ watch-on_-watch_ And it's not_ the_ work_ that I mind-ind so much_ Or the long_ cold_ miles_ from my lover's_ touch_ Though for sure_ she's far_ away_ No stran_-ger_ I_ to the touch of steel_ Or the ho_-nest_ fear_ any man-an_ can_ feel_ But I long_ for dust_ un_-der my heels_ And a pocket_ full of pay_ So_ I'll_ take it from_ day__ to day___ The pack-ice_ 'round_ us_ cracks_ and_ groans_ The old_ St._ Roch_ she_ creaks-eaks_ and moans_ The i_-cy fog__ is in my bones_ And the ache_ won't_ go_ away_ Outside_ I bet it's_ warm and_ fair_ I could have_ her_ fing-in-gers_ in-in_ my hair_ But it's long_ cold miles_ to her out_ there_ So I guess I'll_ have_ to stay_ And_ just_ take it from_ day__ to day___ We're as far_ North_ now_ as I_ want to come_ But Lar-sen's_ got_ us_ under his_ thumb_ And I_ signed_ up_ for the whole_ damned_ run_ I can't_ get off_ half way_ But when I_ get back_ un_-to the shore_ I'm go_-ing South_ where_ it_ stays_ warm_ And there'll_ be_ some_-one_ on my_ arm_ To help_ me_ spend_ my_ pay_ So_ I'll_ take it from_ day__ to day___ We're as far_ North_ now_ as I_ want to come_ But Lar-sen's_ got_ us_ under his_ thumb_ And I_ signed_ up_ for the whole_ damned_ run_ I can't_ get off_ half way_ But when I_ get back_ un_-to the shore_ I'm go_-ing South_ where_ it_ stays_ warm_ And there'll_ be_ some_-one_ on my_ arm_ To help_ me_ spend_ my_ pay_ So_ I'll_ take it from_ day__ to day___ No stran_-ger_ I_ to the touch of steel_ Or the ho_-nest_ fear_ any man-an_ can_ feel_ But I long_ for dust_ un_-der my heels_ And a pocket_ full of pay_ So_ I'll_ take it from_ day__ to day___