We drove down that old country road

We could see for miles and miles

We never saw another soul

It was the best times of our lives

And looking back it’s plain to see

Those little trips meant so much more

Than just a simple country drive

With a daddy and his boy

We’d spend the whole day fishin’

At an old abandoned shack

Where we’d dig worms and hook em up

And toss the small fish back

The tears well up within my eyes

Remembering those days

I pray my boy has memories of me

When like my daddy I’ve slipped away