Eric Reitz

let go the fishing line
search all day but you never find
the black trout has gone to sea
for he knows too much about me
but i know you'll wait
til the dock's men have run dry
all dressed up
in clothes to satisfy

it's just me and some white wine
i'm not too fond of the grape vine
it's too much on the weather's ways
me, i trust none of them days

but i know you'll wait
til the dock's men have run dry
all dressed up in clothes to satisfy

and play along
with all them wrongs
and love love love
will keep you strong
but it ain't my place
but this is how the world goes

relax, sit down, kick off your boots
two more shots and i reach my roots
light your smoke for half a kiss
complete the deed over coco krisps

but i know you'll wait
til the dock's men have run dry
all dressed up in clothes to satisfy
and play along
with all them wrongs
and love love love i swear
will keep you strong
but it ain't my place
but this is how the world goes
but it ain't my place now this is how the world goes