Stan Rogers — Take It From Day To Day

Well, it's not the hours of watch-on-watch And it's not the work that I mind so much Or the long cold miles from my lover's touch 'Though for sure she's far away No stranger, I, to the touch of steel Or the honest fear any man can feel But I long for dust under 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 and moans The icy fog is in my bones And the ache won't go away Outside I bet it's warm and fair I could have her fingers 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 Larsen'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 onto the shore I'm going South where it stays warm And there'll be someone on my arm To help me spend my pay So I'll take it from day to day No stranger, I, to the touch of steel And the honest fear any man can feel But I long for dust under my heels And a pocket full of pay So I'll take it from day to day