Текст песни Pete Townshend - Goin` Fishin`
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Throwing stones into the riverWatching ripples splashing overWadding the bank where horses are grazingReflection shatter quite amazingBut soon I quietly ask, is this the way for meI twist my vacuum flask, and have a cup of teeGoin` fishin` never catch noneIf I did, I`d surely lanceThe spear is tossed, the first is quiggleyThe fish tackle scares me, and the snailsThe pleasure cruiser`s speedLaden with wind cheatersThe hooters blow and seizeMy mind from natures creaturesBlowing the fish,emptying in my warm handI want fishin` everlastingYou can take my son, If you drown your own daughterYour a man and I`m freeThrow a stick into the surfacewatch it bob, it cruises passThe river flows gently erodingMoves cross land, but not to fast