| Song | A Fishing Day |
| Artist | Roch Voisine |
| Album | Double |
| (Roch Voisine) | |
| It's four a.m. | |
| And the wind's kind of hard today | |
| But they'll go out anyway | |
| Against the deck the waves are hitting | |
| Strong, the wives will have to pay | |
| The daring ones will sail out to sea | |
| Risking their lives | |
| Brave and free | |
| And through the storm | |
| Their faith will keep them strong | |
| And bring them back where they belong | |
| Home free | |
| The channel rumbles and groans | |
| To the frail boats | |
| That dare to leave the coast | |
| So many died down the road | |
| Down the road of time | |
| Leaving nothing but tears behind | |
| The daring ones will sail out to sea | |
| Risking their lives | |
| Brave and free | |
| And through the storm | |
| Their faith will keep them strong | |
| And bring them back where they belong | |
| Home free | |
| Far on the site | |
| The men will work and pray | |
| For the catch of the day | |
| Piling the traps, pulling the ropes | |
| A flock of seagulls | |
| Break the peace of the newborn day | |
| Hours later the Âcages¼ | |
| Are packed on the deck | |
| There goes the working day | |
| Packing the trucks | |
| Back on the road | |
| Back to Point-Sapin | |
| There goes the fishing day | |
| The daring ones will sail out to sea | |
| Risking their lives | |
| Brave and free | |
| And through the storm | |
| Their faith will keep them strong | |
| And bring them back where they belong | |
| Home free | |
| Home free |
| Roch Voisine | |
| It' s four a. m. | |
| And the wind' s kind of hard today | |
| But they' ll go out anyway | |
| Against the deck the waves are hitting | |
| Strong, the wives will have to pay | |
| The daring ones will sail out to sea | |
| Risking their lives | |
| Brave and free | |
| And through the storm | |
| Their faith will keep them strong | |
| And bring them back where they belong | |
| Home free | |
| The channel rumbles and groans | |
| To the frail boats | |
| That dare to leave the coast | |
| So many died down the road | |
| Down the road of time | |
| Leaving nothing but tears behind | |
| The daring ones will sail out to sea | |
| Risking their lives | |
| Brave and free | |
| And through the storm | |
| Their faith will keep them strong | |
| And bring them back where they belong | |
| Home free | |
| Far on the site | |
| The men will work and pray | |
| For the catch of the day | |
| Piling the traps, pulling the ropes | |
| A flock of seagulls | |
| Break the peace of the newborn day | |
| Hours later the cages | |
| Are packed on the deck | |
| There goes the working day | |
| Packing the trucks | |
| Back on the road | |
| Back to PointSapin | |
| There goes the fishing day | |
| The daring ones will sail out to sea | |
| Risking their lives | |
| Brave and free | |
| And through the storm | |
| Their faith will keep them strong | |
| And bring them back where they belong | |
| Home free | |
| Home free |