Fishing in the Sky - Travis Smith

I've heard about the streets of gold

The mansions up on high

A land where you'll never grow old

And no one ever cries

When we get to Heaven

God will know just what we like

He's got a lake just for me

In my sweet by and by

I'll have a silver boat that sparkles

It'll be lined with fleece of white

I'll have a rod and reel that's made of gold

The fish will always bite

I'll have a cabin by the lake

Shade trees will grow so high

There'll be crickets and birds to sing

When I'm fishing fishing in the sky

I know my dad is happy

I wouldn't wish him here

Oh how I miss him so

It's been a long hard year

And God he loves and talks to me

So I won't be alone

I long so much to be with him

I can't wait to go home

I've got a silver boat that sparkles

It's lined with fleece of white

I've got a rod and reel that's made of gold

The fish they always bite

I've got a cabin by the lake

Shade trees they grow so high

I can't wait 'til you get here

I'll take you fishing fishing in the sky

I know that I will see him

In Heaven when I die

I wonder what he's doing now

In his sweet bye and bye

We'll have a silver boat that sparkles

It'll be lined with fleece of white

We'll have some rod and reels that are made of gold

The fish will always bite

We'll have a cabin by the lake

Shade trees will grow so high

There'll be crickets and birds to sing

When we're fishing fishing in the sky

Oh we're fishing