"Fishtails" lyrics - INDIGO GIRLS

You know all them sweaty boys hanging out at the copper mines
You watched them growing up under the bridge on the river shoals off GA 9
They used to lay their sweet bodies out, just waiting on a fishing line
Just like your daddy did when he was a kid in the wilds of Florida

But your daddy's gone
And those boys jacked up, got rough, moved on

You find your own self hiding in the stories of drunken men
With their kids in tow from the picture show driving over mountain bends
And you can feel their fingers crossing when the black ice of winter comes
But they'll be fishtailing in the dark from the time that they are born

Hey, you know, your daddy's gone
Those boys you loved got rough with the girls and moved on
Still you gotta find some goodness somewhere, somehow
So hug the corners, take the straights from the cradle to the grave
We all give whatever we got

In the winter you'll go south and fall asleep in the late day sun
Holding still to catch the last of the warmth before the storm clouds roll on in
At night you watch the kids, riding in their hoodies in the rain
Heading up to St. Johns Causeway Bridge, fishtailing all the way

Hey, you know, your daddy's gone
Those boys you loved got rough with the girls and moved on
Still you gotta find some goodness somewhere somehow
So hug the corners, take the straights from the cradle to the grave
Oh, we all give whatever we got
Yeah, we all give what we got