Charlie, he’s a friend of mine,
He goes fishin’ all the time,
And we’ve been together a time or two,
Charlie’s got a mighty fine life,
When I asked him for some sage advice,
He said “What my Dad told me, I’ll tell you,”
You want to catch a big one, son,
You’ve got to keep it on the line,
You want to catch your limit,
You’re gonna have to spend some time,
Feed a man a bass and you’ve fed him for a night,
Teach him how to cast,
You’ve got a drinkin’ buddy for the rest of your life,
Charlie, he’s a family man,
But he goes fishin’ all he can,
He goes fishin’ every afternoon,
Charlie’s got a mighty fine wife,
When I asked him why there never seems to be much strife,
He said, “What my Dad told me, I’ll tell you,”
You want to find a good one son,
You’ve got to read between the lines,
You want to find a keeper,
You’re gonna have to spend some time,
It’s catch and release, if she don’t like your pastime,
But if she’s got her own boat and trailer,
Then you know it’s hitchin’ time.
Charlie, he’s getting’ on,
But he’ll be fishing ‘til he’s gone,
He’ll be fishin’ ‘til his days are through,
I asked him how he thought it might be,
When we’re fishin’ with the man from Galilee,
He said, “What my Dad told me, I’ll tell you,”
You want to meet the big man son,
You’ve got to learn to tow the line,
You want to meet his right hand,
You’ve got to believe in your mind,
You want to get to Heaven,
You need some souls in your trout line,
Teach a man to troll, you never know,
Someday it may save his soul,
Charlie he’s a fishin’ man,
The bumper sticker on the back of his van says,
“I’d rather be fishin’, how ‘bout you?
I’d rather be fishin’, I know that’s true,
Just like every word in this song,
And if you believe that, you should have been here yesterday.
The Fishing Song
by Dr. David Risinger
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