Brooke Trout and Crawlers
I think back to those times
We were so close,
And wonder bout now
I guess we'll never know,
We'd beg and we'd beg for you
To stay at my house,
And get up in the morning
Just to catch us some trout.
We'd stay up late at night
Catching them crawlers,
Shining our lights
All through the yard,
And now that I see
How simple life can be,
Can't you come back
And catch some brookies with me.
My mom would get mad
At the cup that we put,
On the top shelf of the
Refrigerator,
We'd tell her don't worry
It won't be there long
We're gonna take it out
And go fish in the pond.
Take me back to those nights
Catching those crawlers,
Flashing our lights
All through the yard,
Now that I see
How simple life can be,
Can't you come back and
Catch some brookies with me.
Sometimes I lay up
In my bed late at night,
And stare at the ceiling
Just wondering why,
Some things in life are
Just gone way too soon,
I wanna bring it back
And go fishing with you.
And go back to those nights
Catching those crawlers,
Flashing our lights
All through the yard,
Now that I see
How simple life can be,
Can't you come back and
Catch some brookies with me.
I remember those nights
Catching those crawlers,
Flashing our lights
All through the yard,
Now that I see
How simple life can be
You're never coming back
To catch some brookies with me.
We were so close,
And wonder bout now
I guess we'll never know,
We'd beg and we'd beg for you
To stay at my house,
And get up in the morning
Just to catch us some trout.
We'd stay up late at night
Catching them crawlers,
Shining our lights
All through the yard,
And now that I see
How simple life can be,
Can't you come back
And catch some brookies with me.
My mom would get mad
At the cup that we put,
On the top shelf of the
Refrigerator,
We'd tell her don't worry
It won't be there long
We're gonna take it out
And go fish in the pond.
Take me back to those nights
Catching those crawlers,
Flashing our lights
All through the yard,
Now that I see
How simple life can be,
Can't you come back and
Catch some brookies with me.
Sometimes I lay up
In my bed late at night,
And stare at the ceiling
Just wondering why,
Some things in life are
Just gone way too soon,
I wanna bring it back
And go fishing with you.
And go back to those nights
Catching those crawlers,
Flashing our lights
All through the yard,
Now that I see
How simple life can be,
Can't you come back and
Catch some brookies with me.
I remember those nights
Catching those crawlers,
Flashing our lights
All through the yard,
Now that I see
How simple life can be
You're never coming back
To catch some brookies with me.
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Writer(s): Samuel Bastian
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