Fishin' down the river again
Scurrying down the river bank
Taking our positions on the bridge
Well, the wobbler and the dragonfly
knew us like they knew the river bend
But as sure as yappies bite your toes,
this boyhood story had to end
Now, daddy was a railway man
Whose job it was to mend the line
He didn't mind me fishin'
As long as I got to school by nine
But when the fish were buyin' goods
We didn't get to school till noon
But the teacher never told my dad,
I knew he loved my sister
Knew us like they knew the river men
But as sure as eggs go rotten,
this boyhood story had to end.
As my friend and I grew bigger,
the little town got smaller every day.
When everyone knows everyone,
you must be careful what you say.
Although we didn't stay much,
the word got out about our fishin' hole
So I swapped my line and sinkers for three
pennies and a peanut butter roll
Well the warbler and the dragonfly knew
us like they knew the river bend
But as sure as tins go rusty,
this boyhood story had to end.