Verse 1 We’d been fishin’ since half past six, Old jon boat,tackle box, and some Chex-mix. Hadn’t caught much, just passin’ time, Sippin’ coffee and watchin’ lines. Then that green boat came into sight, Blue lights blinkin’ soft and bright. He eased up close, calm and polite, Said, “Mornin’, boys. Licenses, alright?” Pre-Chorus I reached for my pocket like I always do… Then remembered I never followed through. Chorus “Oh yeah, it’s right here on my phone, Just takes a minute where the bars are low.” Thumb scrollin’ slow like I’ve got it saved, Screen still on “download” — halfway. My buddy jumps in, starts talkin’ fish, Water temp and the spawn and such. I’m noddin’ calm and listenin' to questions While I'm Buyin’ my Tennessee fishin’ license. Verse 2 App finally opens, movin’ slow, One weak bar comes and goes. Officer’s smilin’ like he’s seen This same exact routine. I say, “Service drops out here.” He says, “Funny how that happens every year.” My buddy says, “Sir, that motor’s clean! What year’s that? Four-stroke machine?” Pre-Chorus I’m typin’ fast, hopin’ it loads… Prayin’ this card number goes. Chorus “Oh yeah, it’s right here on my phone, Just takes a minute where the bars are low.” Actin’ like it’s been there twice, While I’m enterin’ card info in a panic swipe. My buddy keeps up his wildlife tour, Pointin’ at birds he ain’t sure of. I’m smilin’ wide but payin’ the prices While I'm Buyin’ my Tennessee fishin’ license. “Must be these trees blockin’ signal.” “Solar flares mess with digital.” “Bank probably flagged my card.” “I fish so much, they think it’s fraud.” The officer chuckles, leans back slow, Says, “Take your time — I got nowhere to go.” Right then I knew without a doubt... He'd already had me figured out. Chorus “Oh yeah, it’s right here on my phone, Just takes a minute where the bars are low.” Screen finally flashes bright, Confirmation number in black and white. My buddy goes quiet for the first time, Like we weren't sure we'd make it out alive. I clear my throat, hand it over nice and I say “Here’s my Tennessee fishin’ license.” Bridge He checks the time, looks at me, Says, “Convenient purchase, wouldn’t you agree?” I say, “Yes sir, technology…” He says, “Mhm. Happens frequently.” Hands it back with a little grin, Like he’s lettin’ me off again. Final Chorus “Oh yeah, it was on my phone, Just took a minute where the bars are low.” My buddy’s laughin’ once he’s gone, Says, “Man, you cut that way too close.” I said, “Next time I’ll buy it ahead.” He said, "That's what you've always said." We went back to fishin’, actin’ wise… Like we'd gone and pulled off the perfect small-town crime.
