Chestermans Valley

knocked out start thinking about all the shit that we did growing up as a kid

not throwin rocks at windows no, I'm talking 40's and a fishing pole

we had our secret spot the place to go when the sun got hot

not about all the fish we caught but a hiding spot from my life and the cops

down in chesterman's valley

there lays a bridge made from a lightstrucken tree

on the other side the directions will be easy

just listen for the raw guitar strumming you can come along and find me

down river from the city the air was clean but the water was gritty

but we still swan in it anyway

I remember jumping of the old train bridge

there were no cliffs in the prairies where I lived

down in chesterman's valley

skipping rocks to the other side

shooting at the log that was floating by

those were the little games that we played

just trying the pass the time anyway

and the big bush party down by he water

where I met the river rider and the farmers daughter

he told stories all night long singing songs till the morning come

down in chesterman's valley

there lays a bridge made from a lightstrucken tree

on the other side the directions will be easy

just listen for the raw guitar strumming you can come along and find me

shaken awake as i come to

and i can't chase that pole thats escaped from

my hand to the river now the rivers gonna take it away

but that ok its all fun and games till the day

if i caught a fish i'd throw it back anyway

so the fish could live and swim to see another

digging for bait that i can use to trade to my frinds fo some booze

well what else to do

if i can't be fishing i gotta be drinking i say

face down on the ground as my ticker begin to pound

and my soul begins to shake as i wake for the second damn time today

in chestermans valley