The Poacher lyrics

Was fresh and bright and early I went towards the river But nothing still has altered Just the seasons ring a change There stood this old timer For all the world's first poacher His mind upon his tackle And these words upon his mind: Bring me fish with eyes of jewels And mirrors on their bodies Bring them strong and bring them bigger Than a newborn child Well I've no use for riches And I've no use for power And I've no use for a broken heart I'll let this world go by There stood this old timer For all the world's first poacher His mind upon his tackle And these words upon his mind Bring me fish with eyes of jewels And mirrors on their bodies Bring them strong and bring them bigger Than a newborn child