Go Fishing

Intro:) We set out in the Spring With a trunkful of books about everything. About solar devices And how nice natural childbirth is. We cut down some trees and trailed our ideals Through the forest glade. We dammed up the stream and the kids cooled their heels In the fishing pool we made. We held hands and we exchanged bands And we practically lived off the land. You adopted a fox cub Whose mother was somebody's coat. You fed him by hand, then snuggled him down In the grandfather bed, while I wrote. And we grew our own maize And I only occasionally went into town To stock up on antibiotics And shells for the shotgun that I kept around. I told the kids stories while you worked your loom And the sun went down sooner each day. Bridge: (2x) (2x) (2x) Then the leaves all fell down, And the crops all turned brown. It was over. As the first snowflakes fell I realized all was not well in the camp. The kids caught bronchitis, The space heater ran out of diesel, One weekend a friend from the east (Rot his soul) stole your heart. I said, D2Fuck it then, take the kids back to town, Maybe I'll see you around. (2x) And so leaving all our hopes and dreams To the wind and the rain, Taking only our stash, Left our litter and trash And set out (etc. to fade) On the road again. _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: Francisco Tanure([email protected])