The Gulf Coast shrimper heads out,
Before the sun does rise,
The nets are cast into the waters,
Where the brown pelicans dive.
The deckhand throws the bait,
To bring the catch in fresh,
The shrimp boats battle the waves,
For a living in the cascade.
The Gulf Coast shrimper's life,
Is one of salt and spray,
We're grateful for the catch,
At the end of each day.
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