Long Gone Fishing
Long Gone Fishing: Escaping Work's Grind for Freedom
Lyrics
I've been working past dark for three long years
I've been working diligently into the evening for three years.
Loading up that flatbed, hauling steel
Engaged in loading a flatbed and transporting steel materials.
Never seen a tall man so low, but he just won't listen
Expressing the emotional low of a tall man who refuses advice.
I should burn this gas right off and go fishing
Contemplating the idea of abandoning work to go fishing.
You better come on in my kitchen
Inviting someone into the speaker's kitchen, possibly for conversation or solace.
You better come on in my kitchen
Reiterating the invitation to come into the kitchen.
Well it's been a long long day burning wire
Describing a lengthy and tiring day spent working with wire.
Can you hear that sweet Caddis rise
Suggesting awareness of a pleasant sound, the rising of a sweet Caddis (insect).
I could set this framing wood on fire
Expressing the potential to ignite passion or excitement using framing wood.
Then I'd be a long gone fishing on your dime
Desiring to be fishing instead, and implying doing so at someone else's expense.
Should be swimming off the lake shore with my old friends
Expressing a desire to be leisurely swimming with old friends by the lake.
Sit and Holler at the ladies there at the inn
Imagining socializing and enjoying the company of ladies at the inn.
But I couldn't stand that lilly man, or his business
Expressing disdain for a particular person (lilly man) and his business.
So I kicked his ass to get back fishing
Recounting a confrontation where the speaker stood up against the lilly man to prioritize fishing.
You better come on in my kitchen
Repeating the invitation for someone to come into the speaker's kitchen.
You better come on in my kitchen
Reiterating the invitation to come into the kitchen.
Well it's been a long long day burning wire
Repeating the description of a long and exhausting day working with wire.
Can you hear that sweet Caddis rise
Reiterating the awareness of the pleasant sound of a rising Caddis.
I could set this framing wood on fire
Repeating the idea of igniting passion with framing wood, connecting it to fishing.
Then I'd be a long gone fishing on your dime
Reiterating the desire to be fishing, emphasizing doing so at someone else's expense.
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