one more cast      

by paul r. hemphill

I JUST WANT TO KNOW, WILL THERE BE FISHING IN HEAVEN.
I WANNA KNOW, IS THERE A GOLDEN STREAM THERE.
BECAUSE IF THERES NO FISHING IN HEAVEN.
THEN I DON'T THINK HE'LL WANNA GO.


EVER SINCE I CAN REMEMBER, FROM JANUARY TO DECEMBER.
WE'D DO FISHING EVERY CHANCE WE GOT TO GO.
IF HE HAD TO CHOOSE, BETWEEN FISHIN ANG HEAVEN
I KNOW WHAT HE'D SAY
ONE MORE CAST THEN I'LL GO.


I JUST WANT TO KNOW, WILL THERE BE FISHING IN HEAVEN.
I WANNA KNOW, IS THERE A GOLDEN STREAM THERE.
BECAUSE IF THERES NO FISHING IN HEAVEN.
THEN I DON'T THINK HE'LL WANNA GO.


HE WOULD CARRY ME ON HIS SHOULDERS AND OFF TO TAYLOR
LAKE WE'D GO.
WHERE I WOULD PLAY WITH FROG AND SNAKES AND HE'D CATCH
EVERYTHING FROM BLUEGIL TO BASS,
AND WHEN I GREW TIRED AND WANTED TO GO HOME HE'D
ALWAYS SAY
ONE MORE CAST SON, THEN WE'LL GO.

I JUST WANT TO KNOW, WILL THERE BE FISHING IN HEAVEN.
I WANNA KNOW, IS THERE A GOLDEN STREAM THERE.
BECAUSE IF THERES NO FISHING IN HEAVEN.
THEN I DON'T THINK HE'LL WANNA GO.

WE WALK DOWN THAT PATH, JUST LIKE ANDY AND OPPIE
MAN WE HAD A BLAST
AND I CAN STILL HEAR HIM SAY : ONE MORE CAST.