Songtexte Ode to Big Blue - Trout Fishing In America

The oceans of the world was the home of Big Blue
He was the greatest monster that the world ever knew and
The place that he loved best was the waters to the west
Around the blue Pacific he did roam
His mouth was a large as a tunnel so they say
His hide was thick as leather and his eyes, quick and small
And his back was all scarred by the times he got away
And so he lived at sea a hundred years
Big Blue moved alone for a mighty blue was he
And the battles of the whales was an awesome sight to see
And he took them one by one and he drove them all away
In the mating of the day, he was the king
Big Blue passed way to his natural decay
Inside the arctic circle as he traveled up that way
And there was never was a man who was born with
A gunner's hand to ever take a pan to Big Blue
Now the gray whale is done and the sperm is almost done
The finbacks and the Greenland rights have all passed and gone
They've been taken by the men for the money they could spend
And the killing never ends, it just goes on