Here I Come, Catfish

Verse 1

Creak of dawn, coffee cold and strong

Barefoot in the grass, stumble along

Tackle box rattles, morning fog so light

My pole in my hand, ready to cast

Quiet creek, cool air, Kentucky’s glass

Ripples race out, heart sings, I wait

Chorus

Them catfish biting, they’re begging for my line

Out here in the silence, I call these woods mine

Going fishing, Deer Creek calling my name

Dinner’s waiting, that old catfish game

Here I come

Here I come

Post-Chorus

Mud on my boots, grins wide as the sky

Hooked on the thrill, with every try

Verse 2

Slippery stones, sunlight starts to climb

Shade from the willows, losing all sense of time

Cicadas cry, crickets join that band

Maybe sit, maybe sway, bank’s my throne

Sweet hush of water, safe and alone

Bait swinging lazy, river blessing this land

Chorus

Them catfish biting, they’re begging for my line

Out here in the silence, I call these woods mine

Going fishing, Deer Creek calling my name

Dinner’s waiting, that old catfish game

Here I come

Here I come

Post-Chorus

Patience and peace, cold drink close by

Flip of the tail, flash under sky

Bridge

I reel, I wait, I lean, I laugh

I hum, I hope, I sing, I cast

Kentucky winding slow, sunbathed and free

Nothing chasing me

Just a line in the breeze

Chorus

Them catfish biting, they’re begging for my line

Out here in the silence, I call these woods mine

Going fishing, Deer Creek calling my name

Dinner’s waiting, that old catfish game

Here I come

Here I come

Post-Chorus

River’s my friend, echoes never lie

Losing the day, but I sure don’t mind