Fishtails - Indigo Girls

You know all them sweaty boys hanging out at the copper mines

You watched them growing up the bridge on the river shoals off ga 9

They used to lay their sweet bodies out just waiting on a fishing line

Just like your daddy did when he was a kid in the wilds of Florida

But your daddy’s gone and those boys jacked up got rough moved on

You find your own self hiding in the stories of drunken men

With their kids in tow from the picture show riding over mountain bends

And you can feel their fingers crossing when the black ice of winter comes

But they’ll be fishtailing in the dark from the time that they are born

Hey, you know your daddy’s gone, those boys you loved got rough with the girls

and moved on

Still you gotta find some goodness somewhere somehow, so hug the corners take

the straights

from the cradle to the grave we all give what we got

In the winter you’ll go south and fall asleep in the late day sun

Holding still to catch the last of the warmth before the storm clouds roll on in

At night you watch the kids riding in their hoodies in the rain

Heading up to St. Johns causeway bridge fishtailing all the way

Hey, you know your daddy’s gone, those boys you loved got rough with the girls

and moved on

Still you gotta find some goodness somewhere somehow, so hug the corners take

the straights

from the cradle to the grave we all give what we got

From the craole to the grave we all give what we got

Yeah we all give what we got