Just Fishin'
I really like a song that Trace Adkins has out called Just Fishin'. I listen to it a lot. An understanding has been peeking through my memories and has caught me by surprise.
When my dad would work on a wood project in the garage, inevitably he would call me to come out and hold the end of the board he was sawing so it wouldn't break wrong.
My dad taught me how to fish-from the bank of a lake, where you have to sit still and be quiet because if you walk or talk your voice would put out vibrations that would startle the fish and walking would send vibrations through the ground and also startle the fish.
He taught me how to bait a hook.
My dad taught me how to hunt. How to shoot a rifle. Hot to scale and gut fish. How to skin a rabbit. How to string up, gut and skin a deer.
As the final line of the song Just Fishin', 'This ain’t about fishin’'; all of the 'man' things dad taught me weren't just about what he was teaching me. I learned much more than that. I learned how to work with a man, listen to a man, reason with a man and understand a man.
Those are pretty important skills if you want to get and then stay married.
Here's the YouTube link if you want to listen to the song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IheODRwalEw
Here's the rest of the lyrics:
I’m lost in her there holdin’ that pink rod and reel
She’s doin’ almost everything but sittin’ still
Talkin’ ‘bout her ballet shoes and training wheels
And her kittens
And she thinks we’re just fishin’
I say, “Daddy loves you, baby” one more time
She says, “I know. I think I got a bite.”
And all this laughin’, cryin, smilin’ dyin’ here inside’s
What I call, livin’
And she thinks we’re just fishin’ on the riverside
Throwin’ back what we could fry
Drownin’ worms and killin’ time
Nothin’ too ambitious
She ain’t even thinkin’ ‘bout
What’s really goin’ on right now
But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
And she thinks we’re just fishin’
She’s already pretty, like her mama is
Gonna drive the boys all crazy
Give her daddy fits
And I better do this every chance I get
‘Cause time is tickin’
(Yeah it is)
And she thinks we’re just fishin’ on the riverside
Throwin’ back what we could fry
Drownin’ worms and killin’ time
Nothin’ too ambitious
She ain’t even thinkin’ ‘bout
What’s really goin’ on right now
But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
And she thinks we’re just fishin’
She ain’t even thinkin’ ‘bout
What’s really goin’ on right now
But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
And she thinks we’re just fishin’
Yeah, aww, she thinks we’re just fishin’
We ain’t only fishin’
(This ain’t about fishin’)
When my dad would work on a wood project in the garage, inevitably he would call me to come out and hold the end of the board he was sawing so it wouldn't break wrong.
My dad taught me how to fish-from the bank of a lake, where you have to sit still and be quiet because if you walk or talk your voice would put out vibrations that would startle the fish and walking would send vibrations through the ground and also startle the fish.
He taught me how to bait a hook.
My dad taught me how to hunt. How to shoot a rifle. Hot to scale and gut fish. How to skin a rabbit. How to string up, gut and skin a deer.
As the final line of the song Just Fishin', 'This ain’t about fishin’'; all of the 'man' things dad taught me weren't just about what he was teaching me. I learned much more than that. I learned how to work with a man, listen to a man, reason with a man and understand a man.
Those are pretty important skills if you want to get and then stay married.
Here's the YouTube link if you want to listen to the song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IheODRwalEw
Here's the rest of the lyrics:
I’m lost in her there holdin’ that pink rod and reel
She’s doin’ almost everything but sittin’ still
Talkin’ ‘bout her ballet shoes and training wheels
And her kittens
And she thinks we’re just fishin’
I say, “Daddy loves you, baby” one more time
She says, “I know. I think I got a bite.”
And all this laughin’, cryin, smilin’ dyin’ here inside’s
What I call, livin’
And she thinks we’re just fishin’ on the riverside
Throwin’ back what we could fry
Drownin’ worms and killin’ time
Nothin’ too ambitious
She ain’t even thinkin’ ‘bout
What’s really goin’ on right now
But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
And she thinks we’re just fishin’
She’s already pretty, like her mama is
Gonna drive the boys all crazy
Give her daddy fits
And I better do this every chance I get
‘Cause time is tickin’
(Yeah it is)
And she thinks we’re just fishin’ on the riverside
Throwin’ back what we could fry
Drownin’ worms and killin’ time
Nothin’ too ambitious
She ain’t even thinkin’ ‘bout
What’s really goin’ on right now
But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
And she thinks we’re just fishin’
She ain’t even thinkin’ ‘bout
What’s really goin’ on right now
But I guarantee this memory’s a big’in
And she thinks we’re just fishin’
Yeah, aww, she thinks we’re just fishin’
We ain’t only fishin’
(This ain’t about fishin’)
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