GONE FISHING Written By: Cecil MacDougall (May 2000) He knew everyone for miles around This one of a kind From my mother's home town He lived a simple life He was a man of vision I'd stop by to say hello The sign on the door Said there's tea on the stove Gone fishing His house told a story to every kid About the things he done The life he lived The material world Was never his ambition In the cool of the day We'd always know The sign on the door Said there's tea on the stove Gone fishing There's a grave on the hill Overlooking the sea My grand-daddy meant the world to me He taught there's more to life Than just making a living I stop by to say hello The sign on the door Is chiseled in stone Gone fishing Now I'm grown I've got all I need Faith in God and a woman who believes It takes two To complete your wishing Times get hard and we got to go We hang a sign on the door There's tea on the stove Gone fishing TAG