Go Fishing Lyrics - Singles - The Paper Chase

We set out in the spring 

With a trunk full of books about everything 

About solar devices 

And how nice natural childbirth is 

We cut down some trees 

And we trailed our ideals 

Through the forest glade 

We dammed up the stream 

And the kids cooled their heels 

In the fishing pool we'd 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 

And then snuggled him down 

By the grandfather bed while I wrote 

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. 

The leaves all fell down 

Our 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 

God damn his soul 

Stole your heart 

I said "Fuck it then 

Take the kids back to town 

Maybe I'll see you around" 

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 on the road again 

On the road again