Before the sun knows what time it is I hear boots on the dock and quiet laughs Jordan, Brayden, Daniel, Nolan Eyes still sleepy, but your hearts are fast I pour the coffee, check the tide Four good reasons standing by my side I’ll take you fishing, boys, before the world wakes up Show you how the Gulf can fill an empty cup We’ll run those lines where the deep water rolls Learn patience, faith, and letting go Grouper pulling from the dark below Redfish shining like a burning coal Triggerfish dancing, sharks cutting through You look at me like, “Dad, did you see that too?” I let you fight it, let you learn the way How to stay steady when the line pulls back I’ll take you fishing, boys, feel that boat hum low Teach you when to hold on, when to let it go Hands on the reel, salt on your skin Laughing loud when the tide rolls in Sometimes it’s barefoot in the surf Casting dreams, not caring what they’re worth Sun sinking slow in a fiery glow I don’t say much—but I hope you know Every cast is a prayer I send That life’s this good wherever you end One day you’ll have boats of your own Or maybe kids calling you “Dad” back home And when the mornings feel heavy and loud I hope you hear the Gulf calling you out So I’ll take you fishing, boys, as long as I can While your hands still fit inside my hand More than the fish, more than the sea This time together is what you’ll carry Port St. Joe knows every name Salt and love run through your veins When I’m not there, just follow the tide I’ll be with you—every cast, every ride