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The Swon Brothers (The Swon Brothers) · Fishin' in the Dark (Emerson Drive) · Gonna Go Fishin' (Jenny Evans) · Just Fishin' (Trace Adkins) · Truth is Stranger than Fishin (Trout Fishing in America) · Gonna Go Fishin' (Jenny Evans) · Gone Fishin' (Jerry Wells) · Fishin' You Were Here! (Lenore Troia) · Fishin' for Woos (Bowling for Soup) · Gone Fishin' (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


and me going fishin' in the dark
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows
Down by the river in the full moonlight

We'll be
he jumps in his piro headed down the bayou
He's got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana River
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat
Headin'
ready to go he hops in his piro headed down the bayou
They got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana River
Gonna catch a big fish for us to eat
to go he jumps in his piro headed down the bayou
He's got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana River
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat

He's
to nurture
Brothers and sisters on a revolution
Baptist teaches dying is the only solution
Passiveness causes others to pass us by
I throw my line till
to nurture
Brothers and sisters on a revolution
Baptist teaches dying is the only solution
Passiveness causes others to pass us by
I throw my line till
'til way past dark
He's man-eater, tough customer
Just wasn't quite tough enough

Last last night I had me a dream
I was out fishin' in a whiskey
of hours

You go fishin', tell y' what to do
Go set down by the grassy dew
Take a piece of string, tie it on yo' pole
And throw it way out in th' middle
'til way past dark
He's man-eater, tough customer
Just wasn't quite tough enough

Last last night I had me a dream
I was out fishin' in a whiskey
a ready to go, he jumps in
His pirogue headed down the bayou

He's got fishin' line strung across the Louisiana River
Got to catch a big fish for us
a ready to go, he jumps in
his pirogue headed down the bayou

He's got fishin' line strung across the 'Lousiana River
Got to catch a big fish for us
to go
He jumps in his piro headed down the bayou

He's got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana river
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat
He
we'd go
We were listenin' to Rory's radio

Y'all, Rory's radio played Hank's "Major Moves"
Fishin' in the dark, doin' anything we wanted to do
I was
a ready to go, he jumps in
His pirogue headed down the bayou

He's got fishin' line strung across the 'Lousiana River
Got to catch a big fish for us
Another oh brother here we go again
Oh fuck where have all the people gone
I'm gonna sit and ? right in front of the tank goin' living room fishin' people
monkey by the lonely pay phone
Let's go fishin' in the air conditioned dark
Man, look at the bite on that great big bark

Waste here
Souvenir land
a fishin' in the dark nitty gritty boy
So lay back and let me paint you a picture
The way I wanna kiss you is

Slow as the Mississippi
Strong as a fifth
waitin'
Worm been gone off-a that hook for a couple of hours)
(I was busy)

When you go fishin', tell why' what to do
Go set down by the grassy dew
In an old house down by the beach
Lives an old man who's just out of reach
Oh he's got nothin' to lose
Some say he's a crazy old man
A refugee
dark. 
(Was he a man-eater, tough customer. 
But he wasn't quite tough enough.)

Late last night I had me a dream, 
I was out fishin' in a whiskey
In the valley where the moons and lovers play live two children who were born on Saturday.

One was dark, one was fair, followed by the hawk,
feelings and I don't want to pass you by
But I don't ask you about your business, don't ask me about mine

Well it's true I love the money and I love my
going fishing in the dark,
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows
Down by the river in the full moon light,
We'll be fallin'
your feelings
And I don't want to pass you by
But I don't ask you 'bout your business
Don't ask me about mine

Well it's true I love the money
Jack my brake at the traffic stop
Interstate lookin' like a parkin' lot
Fat boy flying on a fat boy bike
Weavin' in and out and passin' me by
I