Sittin’ at the lake with Buster Chewin’ on a blade of grass Think I’ll throw this line in See if luck shows up at last Call that dog “you comin’?” he just lifts his head and sighs That’s about all he can muster Under this big blue sky Waitin’ on the water Watchin’ silver ripples slide Hoping some old hungry bass just happens to drift by Cookin’ dinner for my gal Come Friday she’ll be here Got my hopes tied to this hook and an ice-cold can of beer Buster just yawns like lazy dogs do Pull my hat down low Think I’ll nap too Rod in my hand World out of sight Dreamin’ ’bout her and that fish fry night Life don’t ask much more of a man Than a good dog A girl And a fish on the line if it can So I give that rod a whip Watch that bobber sail and land Next thing I’m half-asleep Hat slid down into my hand Somewhere in that quiet space I drift off good and deep Sun on my boots Heart at ease Talkin’ in my sleep Then that line jerks from my fingers Snaps me upright in the chair Pole nearly in the water Buster’s barkin’ at the air I grab hold Feet dig in Reel’s singin’ wild and mean Feels like every Friday night I ever hoped for on that string Buster just howls like good dogs do (hey!) Hat’s cocked sideways I’m grinnin’ like a fool Rod bendin’ low Heart beatin’ high Thinkin’ ’bout her and that fish fry night Life don’t ask much more of a man Than a good dog A girl And a fish on the line if it can Might be a monster Might shake loose Might just be weeds and an old worn boot But right here now It all feels right Me and Buster and a tug in the twilight Buster just flops like tired dogs do Sun sinks slow in a watercolor hue Stringer’s full My chest feels light Headin’ home to her and that fish fry night Life don’t ask much more of a man Than a good dog A girl And a fish on the line if it can
