If it seems like I've been lost in let's remember
If you think I'm feeling older and missing my younger days
Oh, then you should have known me much better
Cause my past is something that never got in my way
Oh no
Still I would not be here now if I never had the hunger
And I'm not ashamed to say the wild boys were my friends
Oh, 'Cause I never felt the desire 'til their music set me on fire
And then I was saved, yeah
That's why I'm keeping the faith
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, keeping the faith
We wore matador boots
Only Flagg Brothers had them with the Cuban heel
Iridescent socks with the same color shirt
And a tight pair of chinos
Oh, I put on my shark skin jacket
You know the kind with the velvet collar
And ditty-bop shades, oh yeah
I took a fresh pack of Luckies and a mint called Sen-Sen
My old man's Trojans and his Old Spice after shave
Oh, I combed my hair in a pompadour
Like the rest of the Romeos wore a permanent wave, yeah
We were keeping the faith
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, keeping the faith
You can get just so much from a good thing
You can linger too long in your dreams
Say goodbye to the "Oldies But Goodies"
Cause the good ole days weren't always good
And tomorrow ain't as bad as it seems
Learned stickball as a formal education
Lost a lot of fights but it taught me how to lose O.K.
Oh, I heard about sex but not enough
I found you could dance and still look tough anyway, oh yes I did
I found out a man ain't just being macho
Ate an awful lot of late night drive-in food
Drank a lot of take-home pay
I thought I was the Duke of Earl
When I made it with a red-haired girl in the Chevrolet
Oh yeah, we were keeping the faith
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, keeping the faith
You know the good ole days weren't always good
And tomorrow ain't as bad as it seems
Now I told you my reasons for the whole revival
Now I'm goingOne hot Alberta day, we loaded up our Chevrolet,
Headed down to the lake to meet the boys.
Six pack and fishin' pole try our luck at our fishing hole
Just an average weekend with
some good'ol country boys.
CHORUS
And the only woman that we'll let out here
Is Mother Nature if she brings some beer
It's our only chance to make some noise
With the good Peace Country Boys.
Well we pulled out our guitars and started to rock
The fish were jumpin' at the end of the dock.
Sittin' round the fire drinkin' our beer.
Order up another round just tryin' to improve our sound
Thankin' to God that the women were not here.
REPEAT CHORUS 2 TIMES
LET'S GO FISHIN' BOYS!!