The Fisherman
Leo Kottke Lyrics

I heard your voice at midnight
By the river shore
I saw your child sleeping
Behind an open door
The moon was in the river
Shining up from the floor
And the fish swam like moonlight
Through your child's closing door
And morning is the long way home
The fisherman was drowning
By his broken heel
His screams were tiny bubbles
And his tongue made of steel
When he died his teeth made stones
For your lonely child to feel
And his eyes like prayers were quiet
When you heard his tongues of steel
And morning is the long way home

The ghost of ghosts was passing
And the grasses waved like hair
I knew I'd die forgotten
I'm the whisper of your care
The water would surround me
And my body would despair
But my heart would understand
The door that's closing there
And morning is the long way home

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Written by: LEO KOTTKE

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It is impossible for me to be sad while listening to him.


Leo's my favorite acoustic guitarist. hands down, bar none.

noobi core

A great tune which is seldom part of his repertoire ! I will always love 'The Fisherman' , it was the first Kottke tune I heard. 


Started playing guitar because of this song. What a gift to see it here! Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Colin Darnton

I dare you to try and listen to this song without feeling nostalgic. Great tune. One of his best.


Impossible to be sad while listening to him.


It's been decades since I first heard this song from Mr. Kottke, and while I've gotten older, it hasn't.


this song gets more beautiful every time i hear it.

Daniel Muth

LK playing a gut strung 6 string! Now that's some rare stuff folks.

Thiago Pessoa

This song takes a lot of "hand stamina".

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