Claudia Scott - A Picture Of My Dad And I

When I was just a young girl
I went fishing with my dad
We’d take the bus to the big wide fjord
Have the best times we ever had

Dad showed me how to spool a rod
And how to attach a fly
We would stand on the rocks in the pouring rain
As the clouds raced in the sky

It’s funny what sticks in the mind of a child
It’s the little things that make me smile
I can still see in my mind’s eye
A picture of my dad and I

Then as I grew older
With troubles of my own
I always knew I could count on Dad
I would never be alone

He would take me fishing
Somehow he always knew
After hours under an open sky
I knew just what to do

It’s funny what sticks in the mind of a child
It’s the little things that make me smile
I can still see in my mind’s eye
A picture of my dad and I
Dad is now an old man
And every now and then
We talk about the days
When we fished cod
Standing in the pouring rain

It’s funny what sticks in the mind of a child
It’s the little things that make me smile
I can still see in my mind’s eye
A picture of my dad and I