Lyrics

[Verse]
The sun was rising, casting gold on the lake,
Dad backed the truck up, no room for mistakes.
Our poles in the bed, cooler filled up tight,
Fishing with my dad, felt everything was right.

[Chorus]
Casting our lines where the ripples play,
Talking 'bout life as the water swayed.
Laughing over nothin', what a perfect way,
To spend Father's Day the old-fashioned way.

[Verse 2]
He’d tell those tales, some tall, some true,
Of fish he caught or the ones that flew.
I’d roll my eyes, but I loved the scenes,
Painted by Dad out there in the green.

[Chorus]
Casting our lines where the ripples play,
Talking 'bout life as the water swayed.
Laughing over nothin', what a perfect way,
To spend Father's Day the old-fashioned way.

[Bridge]
The bobber danced as the breeze came through,
Dad said patience, that’s all we can do.
He looked at me with a proud, warm grin—
Fishing’s about more than the haul we bring in.

[Verse 3]
The day turned long, but I didn’t mind,
Caught more memories than fish combined.
Underneath that big wide-open sky,
With my dad there, time sure did fly.