To God be the glory

Until He's Finally Home


He stands by the wheelhouse and looks at the sky

There's rain on the harbour, there's rain in his eyes

As he thinks of his woman, she waits on the quay

And he won't stop, until he's home


He's fished for a full week with nothing to show

Like so many others, he'll soon have to go

To work at whatever in Ontario

But he won't stop, until he's home


What will they do if the fish are all gone

What will it mean to their daughters and sons


I know I must go and I must not delay

For the reason I leave is the reason I'd stay

But with your love to guide me I'm never alone

And I won't stop, until I'm home


Now he's up in the morning and out on the road

With Steven and Darren, they're all gonna go

To B.C., or Alberta, or to Ontario

But they won't stop, until they're home


If home's where the heart is, then his isn't here

You can't drink the water, you can't breath the air

But the money is good and the bankers don't care

So he won't stop, until he's home


I know I must go and I must not delay

For the reason I leave is the reason I'd stay

But with your love to guide me I'm never alone

And I won't stop, until I'm home


He sits in the bunkhouse and stares at the sky

There's rain on the window, there's rain in his eyes

As he thinks of his woman, she waits by the quay

And she won't stop, until he's home

Until he's home, until he's home

Until he's finally home



Written by Bruce Moss

To God be the glory