Knocked out start thinking about all the sh** that we did growing up as a kid Not throwin rocks at windows no, I'm talking 40's and a fishing pole We had our secret spot the place to go when the sun got hot Not about all the fish we caught but a hiding spot from my life and the cops Down in chesterman's valley There lays a bridge made from a lightstrucken tree On the other side the directions will be easy Just listen for the raw guitar strumming you can come along and find me Down river from the city the air was clean but the water was gritty But we still swan in it anyway I remember jumping of the old train bridge There were no cliffs in the prairies where I lived Down in chesterman's valley Skipping rocks to the other side Shooting at the log that was floating by Those were the little games that we played Just trying the pa** the time anyway And the big bush party down by he water Where I met the river rider and the farmers daughter He told stories all night long singing songs till the morning come Down in chesterman's valley There lays a bridge made from a lightstrucken tree On the other side the directions will be easy Just listen for the raw guitar strumming you can come along and find me Shaken awake as i come to And i can't chase that pole thats escaped from My hand to the river now the rivers gonna take it away But that ok its all fun and games till the day If i caught a fish i'd throw it back anyway So the fish could live and swim to see another Digging for bait that i can use to trade to my frinds fo some booze Well what else to do If i can't be fishing i gotta be drinking i say Face down on the ground as my ticker begin to pound And my soul begins to shake as i wake for the second damn time today In chestermans valley