Big Two-Hearted River: Part II Lyrics

Time to get up, the sun is rising over the meadow and stream

Crawling out of your tent in the morning, there is nothing there to beat that feel

Baking flapjacks on a smoking skillet, listening to the sound of the trees

Taking my rodcase out of the camp, I'm ready to put on that reel

A bottle of grasshoppers swings against my chest, I'm ready for the big exhale

There's freedom from the struggle out here by the river, there's trout enough for a thrill

I'm under clear blue skies

I'm under clear blue skies

Under clear blue skies

Oh, under clear blue skies

Sitting here smoking, watching the swamp, cleaning my fish in the stream

I don't miss the city, my wife or my kid, there's time enough for them and me

Thinking of our room in the center of Chicago, staying in our beds for a week

If I'm out today I might be back tomorrow, don't hold your breath for me

I'm under clear blue skies

I'm under clear blue skies

Under clear blue skies

Under clear blue skies

Oh, under clear blue skies

Yeah, thinking of our room in the center of Chicago, staying in our beds for a week

If I'm out today I might be back tomorrow, don't hold your breath for me

I'm under clear blue skies

I'm under clear blue skies

Under clear blue skies

Under clear blue skies

Under clear blue skies

Under clear blue skies

Oh, under clear blue skies