Montana

Montana

Written by: Barry P. Foley
Copyright @ 12 November 2004
GEMA WERKNUMBER: 10945316 ANM 22 July 2009

I got a letter, from mama, said
Boy, when are you coming home“
Your Dad wants to go fishing
But he won’t go alone

Cause all of his old fishing buddies
Have all up and died
He won’t ask you himself
You know about his foolish pride

I caught the first plane to Great Falls
Hired a car from the airport lounge
Drove two hours north in the rain
Got home as the sun as went down

Next day, took my Dad fishing
Rowed him out to his favorite hole
He sat there, didn’t say much
I realized he’d gotten old
Then he said „Son, I gotta tell you
Just how happy you make me today“
“The catfish ain't biting and the fishin' is downright bad!
But the beer is ok!”