Текст песни Goin' Fishin'

Throwing stones into the river
Watching ripples splashing over

Wadding the bank where horses are grazing
Reflection shatter quite amazing

But soon I quietly ask, is this the way for me
I twist my vacuum flask, and have a cup of tee

Goin' fishin' never catch none
If I did, I'd surely lance

The spear is tossed, the first is quiggley
The fish tackle scares me, and the snails
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The pleasure cruiser's speed

Laden with wind cheaters
The hooters blow and seize
My mind from natures creatures

Blowing the fish,emptying in my warm hand
I want fishin' everlasting
You can take my son, If you drown your own daughter
Your a man and I'm free

Throw a stick into the surface
watch it bob, it cruises pass
The river flows gently eroding
Moves cross land, but not to fast