Well there's a fog on the pond and a whistle in the wind
My grandpa was a fishing man
He got an education bought a plot of land
With the fog on the pond and a whistle in the wind
And every dog he had was his best damn friend
They'd be up in the hills with a gun and a grin
Beat the sun out of bed every morning
With the fog on the pond and a whistle in the wind
Yeah the night he died
My dad had a dream
He saw his dad at the pond walking with an Indian
He said "Hey dad!"
But they kept walking
And there's a fog on the pond and a whistle in the wind
There's a fog on the pond and a whistle in the wind
