This Lyric is #332

Ten Pound Grin
(c) Pete Ekstam 2006

Note: A letter to my significant other during a fishing trip.

Honey, the trip in wasn't that bad
Coming in the view was majestic
The old Beaver held us up just fine
Looked around with no roads in sight

I've got a feeling I'm gonna like it here
No cell phones or t.v. shows
Just all day and a 2-man fishing boat
If you could only see me now, I've got a 10 pound grin

Been here all day killing time
Feet on the edge and pole to the sky
Watched two ravens fend off an eagle
They done good, he kept on going by

The wild is talking and I'm talking back
No flashy cars or fancy coats
Just all day and a 2-man fishing boat
If you could only see me now, I've got a 10 pound grin

Oh my god, what have I found
It's a slice of something and I don't want to leave
Well I'm sorry, I mean it, but baby I'm not coming home

On the last day back to shore
Stopped the boat to admire
The piercing rays of light
Billowing through a cloud-filled sky

I've got a feeling I'm gonna miss this place
No more 8-day pants or racoon tans
Just back to the trenches and working for the man
If you could only see me now, I've still got that 10 pound grin

Oh my god, what have I found
It's a slice of something and I don't want to leave
But if I must, well, I guess I'll be coming home



[This message has been edited by Kaley Willow (edited 06-09-2006).]