Fish Songtext / Lyric

So I asked myself a question
That I knew the answer to
Is success a second mortgage
On a big house with a pool
Or is it a chair
The salt in the air
Wetting the line That advice that I tried to give him
To take him to the top
Was really nothing more than just a crock

You can sell these fish you’re catching
You can buy yourself a boat
Hard work and dedication
And the next thing you know
You reinvest your money
You’ll be captain of the fleet
You’ll be sitting pretty down on Easy Street
And you can do anything that you wish
He says, you mean fish?

So I went and bought some tackle
And a bucket full of bait
You can find me here most days
With my chair sitting there next to his
We just fish
Yeah, we just fish
Yeah fish, fish, fish, fish, fish