Down by the river at the break of dawn, old man fishes with patience, slow and drawn
Casting lines where the waters run deep, secrets in the current memories he'll keep
With his old hound walking by his side, the fairways call in the morning light
Swinging clubs meet the sky so wide, holding one or not, he's got nothing to hide
Our old man with a heart of gold, living stories that were never told
Fishing rods and morning greens, simple life, fulfilled dreams
Evenings come with a tune to play, orange roughy greet the end in day
Buddies laugh, share a drink or two, guitar strums in the twilight blue
Kids grown up flown from the nest, he raised us right, gave us his best
Now we watch him from afar, still our hero, our guiding star
Our old man with a heart of gold, living stories that were never told
Fishing rods and morning greens, simple life, fulfilled dreams
Kids grown up flown from the nest, he raised us right, gave us his best
Now we watch him from afar, still our hero, our guiding star
Our old man with a heart of gold, living stories that were never told
Fishing rods and morning greens, simple life, fulfilled dreams, dreams