Goin' Fishin' Lyrics - Singles - James Reyne

My friend got out of jail today 

I picked him up and he just said Hi 

It was a victimless crime 

He said I'm never going back 

But I bet he will & I wonder why 

He was such a good guy 

But now he's got it all wrong 

The days down in the tap room 

Blinking in the butter light 

The bridges hanging 

With river mist & birth right 

Who would have thought 

This could make such a right 

Such a wrong 

Hell I've got places to go he said 

He's burning rubber 

There's mud in your eye 

Making your plans while 

30 years of a half life 

Just passes you by 

We were such bail birds 

We had nothing to pack 

The days down in the map room 

Worryin' about the same things 

Just leave the mess 

For cabbages & kings 

I'm gonna get on that train 

And I ain't coming back 

Chorus ~ 

I'm going fishing 

Where the catfish bite 

I'm going fishing 

We can stay all night 

I'm going fishing 

And I ain't coming back. 

Did you ever give yourself 

A muscular past 

Standing in some others shoes 

Everybody thinks that you've 

Been living in an airport 

London to Old Kathmandu 

We were such bail birds 

We had nothing to pack 

The days down in the tap room 

Blinking in the butter light 

The bridges hanging 

With river mist & birth right 

I'm gonna get on that train 

And I ain't coming back 

I'm going fishing 

Where the crawfish bite 

I'm going fishing 

We can stay all night 

I'm going fishing 

And I ain't coming back