Raindrops on tin boats and whiskers on catfish,
Bright sunny mornings and castings that go “swish!” Lures that aren’t tangled and tied up in strings, These are a few of our favorite things. Napping in grass coves and “Just one more pass”-es, Organized tackles, our hats and sunglasses. Packed cars that hold all the crap that we bring, Add this as just one more favorite thing. When the logs bite, When the hook stings, When we’re angling bad, We simply remember our favorite things, And then we don’t feel so sad. Green colored northerns and high fish counts scribbled, Shore lunch and dinners and jigs that get nibbled. Boats full of fam’ly—all Barbers and Stings, These are a few of our favorite things. Dirt roads and Injuns, a French-speaking native, Barber car fixes that are so creative. Unsecured lures—we now know how they fling, Add this as just one more favorite thing. When the weeds fight, When the rain stings, When we’re fishing bad, We simply remember our favorite things, And then we don’t feel so mad. 5AM wakeups and coolers of candy, The ‘Hound Dog’ retriever has sure come in handy. Full moons from Rogeur, a stringer that clings, These are a few of our favorite things. Moose cabins, fish house, and splitting up chores, SPOONS, euchre, down time, and peeing outdoors. Dance parties and all the songs that we sing, Add this as just one more favorite thing.
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