Tekst
Life can be hard to figure out
It gets kinda squirrely from time to time, no doubt
But when you hit that rock, you just gotta roll
Just a little thought, little food for your soul
When you're in the river, fish
When you're in the desert, drink
When you're in the Deep South, eat grits
No matter what you think
When you're in the woods, hunt
When you're on the fourth down, punt
When you're in the delta, sing the blues
When you're in the hoochie-coochie-coo
Hey, it all boils down to this
When you're in the river, fish
Girls leave you crying in your beer
Drowning in the river of where do I go from here
But when you hit that rock, you just gotta roll
'Cause there's something better in that water, don't you know
When you're in the river, fish
When you're in the honky tonk, drink
When you're on the front porch, pick
No matter what you think
When you're in the good book, read
When you're in a fast car, speed
When you're in Memphis barbecue
When you're in the hoochie-coochie-coo
Hey, it all boils down to this
When you're in the river, fish
Hey, when you're in the river, fish
When you're in the desert, drink
When you're in the Deep South, pour Jack
No matter what you think
When you're in the woods, hunt
When you're on the fourth down, punt
When you're in the delta, sing the blues
When you're in the hoochie-coochie-coo
Yes, it all boils down to this
When you're in the river, fish
You know it all boils down to this
When you're in the river (River), fish