Let's go fishing in the morning,
Just like we've always gone
You can come inside and wake me up,
We'll pack and leave by dawn
We will pack and leave by dawn

And you'll say "I hear something,"
and I'll say "Never you mind,
It's just our two poles knocking in the backseat
and your truck is running fine, today
And everything is fine"

And your truck will climb up slowly,
And we'll see how far we've gone
And the hills will stretch before us,
They are rolling on and on
The are rolling on and on

And the fish will watch our boat
with envy and with fear
Because we will live forever,
and our days are slow and dear
And our days slow and dear

We'll go fishing in the morning,
even though we've never gone
With two fishing poles in the backseat,
We'll go rolling on and on
We'l go rolling on and on