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Chords in Verses (1st, 2nd, and 4th stanza)

  In a small fishing village on the Mexican coast,

  Ten yellow-finned tuna on the floor on his boat,

  The fisherman gathers them up in a sac.

  A smile on his face, noonday sun on his back.

Chords in Verses (3rd stanza)

  And if you fish longer, the American mused

  Seems you could catch more with ease

  The fisherman climbed out of the boat with his sack,

  I have enough for my needs.

Chords in Chorus (1st and 2nd stanza)

  In the mornings Im in my boat fishing,

  Then its home to Maria my wife,

  We have lunch then we take our siesta,

  The I play with the kids for a while.

Lyrics (not online anywhere)

Verse

In a small fishing village on the Mexican coast,

Ten yellow-finned tuna on the floor on his boat,

The fisherman gathers them up in a sac.

A smile on his face, noonday sun on his back.

Thats a good-looking catch, comes a voice from the dock,

An American tourist with a gold Rolex watch.

Did it take a long time to bring in that haul?

The fisherman looked up, no not long at all.

And if you fish longer, the American mused

Seems you could catch more with ease.

The fisherman climbed out of the boat with his sack,

I have enough for my needs.

And what do you do with the rest of your time?

The Americans watch gleamed in the light.

The fisherman turned his gaze to the sea,

Looked back as he lowered the sack to his feet.

Chorus

In the mornings Im in my boat fishing,

Then its home to Maria my wife,

We have lunch then we take our siesta,

The I play with the kids for a while.

In the evenings I stroll into the village,

Play guitar, sing songs, harmonize,

Sip wine with my dear amigos,

Its a full and busy life.

Verse

The American sighed, I can give you some help

Ive succeeded in business, I know how to make wealth

If you were to fish longer, set the money aside,

You could save until there is a second boat you can buy.

Keep saving and buying till you own your own fleet

Then you buy up your own canning plant

Mexico City, LA, the New York,

You move as your empire expands.

How long would this take? the Fisherman asked.

Oh, fifteen, twenty years will have passed.

What then? asked the Fisherman, what happens next?

Ahh then comes the part that I love the best.

When the time is right, youll announce to the world

An initial sell of your stock

And when the shares are sold, youll be a rich man,

Millions is what youll have got.

Millions? the fisherman picked up his sack,

And then, what then, what comes after that?

The American scanned the sea and the boats,

You retire to a village on the Mexican coast.

Chorus

Where youll start off your day with some fishing,

Come home to Maria your wife

Have lunch then take your siestas

Then play with the grand kids a while

In the evenings youll stroll into the village

Play guitar, sing songs, harmonize,

Sip wine with your dear amigos,

What more could one ask for from life?