Wishin' I Was Fishin'

I sure am missin' fishin' Sittin' by a stream A cooler full of colas Livin' out a dream The gentle, lazing waters Slowly driftin' by I watch my bobber floatin' And I can only sigh I reel it in and cast again Against the currents flow Then settle back to watch it drift With dangling bait below I stare up at the clouds above And hum a little tune When time is right, I'll eat a bite Probably 'round noon Again I reel my line in To check upon my bait To see if I still had some Or see if it was ate When day is done at settin' sun I pack my things away I go to pick my rod up When suddenly, "OH, HEY!" The rod was bent like crescent moon Engaging tug of war The battle raged twixed fish and me From water to the shore When I became the victor I grabbed him by the mouth And held him high for me to see Then something came about How could I have done this? I set a baited hook For unsuspecting innocence Whose life I nearly took I held it up once more And looked at it with pride I didn't fish from hunger So I won't be why he died I did it for the sport Like boxers in the ring I kissed him and I let him go Back into the stream That being done I gave a smile Knowin' I did right I loaded all my gear up And drove into the night Rockman :-)