Last Salmon Man

The river water diverts to other places
 To nurture central valley seeds
 The northern water that sloshes desert fairways
 Fulfil So-Cal Golfers' needs
 The mighty chinook that used to run the rivers
 To the grounds where they would spawn
 Thin in numbers as the tributaries wane
 Pretty soon they'll all be gone
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 Jimmy Mac runs the trawler of his father
 Who got it passed down from his pa
 Three closed seasons and the bank note on his shoulder
 Now Jimmy's hiding from the law
 Jimmy watched as the bulk of the fleet
 Sold their boats and moved away
 But after the stroke he promised to his father
 He'd do his best to stay
 In Bodega Bay
 He remembered the days when his father used to show him
 How to set and tend all the gear
 With his hand on his shoulder he looked out at the waters
 And said, Son it is my fear
 That you'll be the last salmon man
 You're the last salmon man
 You're the last salmon man
 You're the last salmon man of the MacDonagal clan
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 Two-thousand-ten, they reopened Nor-Cal waters
 To the salmon chasing slew
 Four straight days Jimmy trolled the jagged coastline
 But the fish were far and few
 Jimmy watched as the bulk of the fleet
 Packed their boats and moved away
 But on his deathbed he promised to his father
 He'd do his best to stay
 In Bodega Bay
 Bodega Bay
 Bodega Bay
 Bodega Bay
 Bodega Bay
 Bodega Bay
 Bodega Bay
 Bodega Bay
 He remembered the days when his father used to show him
 How to set and tend all the gear
 With his hand on his shoulder he looked out at the waters
 And said, Son it is my fear
 That you'll be the last salmon man
 You're the last salmon man
 You're the last salmon man
 You're the last salmon man of the MacDonagal clan
 Last salmon man
 He's the last salmon man
 He's the last salmon man
 He's the last salmon man of the MacDonagal clan