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A Song About Fishing - Genesis Owusu
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A Song About Fishing Genesis Owusu

A Song About Fishing - Genesis Owusu
[Verse 1]
The mud in my fingers had dried to a crust
Sleep in my eyes, I pick my rust
My boots have been ravaged in browns and grays, I've
Seen no scale and I've, seen no pay, but
Still I trudge to a spotless stream
Not a bird in the sky or a fish in the sea
To dwell in these waters is a foolish way
To believe one night, that I'll win the day

[Chorus]
And rise and shine, to dawn I wake
To cast my net in a fishless lake
Rise and shine, to dawn I wake
Casting my net in a fishless lake

[Post-Chorus]
Each day like a retake
Fisherman inside a sweepstake
Each day like a retake
Fisherman inside a sweepstake
Each day like a retake
Fisherman inside a sweepstake
Each day like a retake
Fisherman inside a sweepstake
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