Row, row fishers of men Now is the time To cast out your nets Row, row fishers of men Now is the time To cast out your nets I'm gonna make you a fisherman A fisherman of men I'm gonna make you a fisherman A fisherman of men So cut the bait And bait the hook Cast the line into the right place Just cut the bait And bait the hook Then cast the line Into the right place Then wait Just wait Patience is virtue Wait Just wait Alright pull it up The sons of Zebedee They were partners with Simon And fisherman They were fishers for life Until Christ come And taught upon their boat And caught so many fish It could barely float And then Yeshua He gave His command And them follow Him Without a question Them drop their nets With reckless abandon They used to be fishers Now they're fisherman of men So drop the nets And leave the boat Take off your shoulders this heavy load Just drop the nets And abandon the boat Follow the Son of Man down the road And pray Then share your faith Patience is virtue Pray Then share your faith One more pull him up! Me say row, row, row Mr. Fisherman Because we can't stay close to shore Row, row, row Mr. Fisherman Come make we catch some more Because me only like fish With plenty seasoning Everything me do in life is for a reason This is the day that I am seizing Preaching the Gospel in and out of season A me say row, row, row Mr. Fisherman With the Sons of Zebedee A me say row, row, row Mr. Fisherman Upon the Sea of Galilee Go on fisherman