You were faced with a flight to the industry   Fire and smoke in your home   Your family was there to build bridges      And a lover in sight   A love to get by on      I'm walking alone to the lonely printhouse   It's distant from my house    And it's distant from your house   Thinking of you on a late shift   Praying and eating before morning   And I love all the paper we print on   I take it right down to the brewery   Where springtime and music time are brewing   And he reads it aloud with a brewer's affect      And a lover in sight    A love to get by on      The power lines hum and they hum   Bar room is red and the lights fade down   A blessing of beer and of boot trails   Impossible hope by the bedside   And why am I speaking of this   The good boy drunk drowning in happiness   There's an offside of fortune within me   Passion where passion can be   Like a passion for food or for hockey      And a lover in sight   A love to get by on      My heart dressed in sawdust   A farmhand's desire   A rowboat undefeated by swells   It's a rowboat we've captained so well