(Greg Brown)

Man what a winter
Sorrow wide and deep
Is it just the media industry or the whole country
That is turning into sheep?
I wanna go to a good place
With a friend of mine
Cast our souls out in the river
And watch the whole deal shine
Some little crick in Massachusetts, just over the hill
Oh I, I'm goin' fishin' with Bill

Well, Bill, I bet he is a good fly caster
He grew up on these eastern brooks
Me, I grew up on the midwestern cricks
Casting crappie flies for chubs and such
But in my young imagination
I watched a Number 20 Coachman settle down
Sitting by the stove in that little library
Reading Roderick L. Haig Brown
I never did fish in Vancouver. I probably never will
I don't care. I'm goin' fishin' with Bill

Well, it's a long and noble tradition
Catching trout on the fly
When you're done, with the setting of the sun
Gonna drink a little bourbon if you're dry
See some folks out on the river
Cool, scientific and clean
They look like everything just kinda stuck to them
The last time they walked through ol' L. L. Bean
My friend, Dave, says the good fishermen are the ones who have fun and we will
Oh I, I'm goin' fishin' with Bill
Sittin' in a bar in Brattleboro
Thinkin' about one of his songs
The rain was pourin' down, and I was pourin' it down
And all I could do was hum along
We've talked about goin' fishin' so often
At some party when the gig was done
Well, life slips by like a little dry fly
Sliding down a deep slick run
So let us stand steady like an old mill
Oh I, I'm goin' fishin' with Bill

Maybe Handsome Molly will pass by
As we cast away the hours
Somewhere on a river somewhere far away
From stupid people in positions of power
Someday when we ain't folk singers
Flyin' through the friendly skies
We won't be waiting for the big break
Or anything except the evening rise
On some spring crick in Wisconsin or maybe the Batten Kill
Oh I, I'm goin' fishin' with Bill
I'm goin' fishin' with Bill...um um um
I'm goin' fishin' with Bill...yes, I am
I'm goin' fishin' with Bill

G: Y'know, Bill?
B: Wha? Wha?
G: I think if we just tried a little, some kinda little streamer right
Over there; go ahead and cast over...
B: What d'ya got - a blasting cap?
G: See that clump of grass over there...
B: A Number 12 blasting cap...
G: ... on the other side over there?
B: Yeah, yeah I see that
G: I have a feelin' there's about a 5 1/2 pound rainbow under one of them...
B: Ah, 6...
G: ...just waitin' for someone to come along...and catch...
B: I'll catch the fish
G: We need to catch just one trout here, Bill...just one..
B: What? Ya hungry?
G: ...'cause I'm hungry, I don't know about you...
B: Well, I'll catch the fish
G: I know we're both catch and release guys. I know we believe in that
But if we caught just one trout, we could eat it, couldn't we, so we could
Sustain ourselves and the beautiful spirit of the trout would become part of
Us....and I'm hungry
B: Ah, ah...
G: Well, I'm not complainin' 'bout gettin' lost today
B: We, we weren't lost, Greg, ah...
G: We've seen a lot of parts of Massachusetts I've never seen before; it's
Not that, it's...
B: ...the map was broken
G: ...it's late and we need to catch one trout and put...
B: ...ok, ok, alright, I'll...
G: ...it on the grill if it's OK
B: Alright
Goin' fishin' with Bill
Goin' fishin' with Bill
Goin' fishin' with Bill