Ronnie the Trout Fisher (The Walking Accountant)

(Verse 1) Ronnie the trout fisher, he’s a marvellous chap, Walks miles and miles with a rod and his cap. He's got the patience, oh, he’s got the knack, But he’s releasing those fish, ain’t bringing them back. (Chorus) What a waste of a walk, oh, Ronnie, you see, An accountant who can't add up R-O-I for tea. Catching big fish, but they swim away fine, Leaving Ronnie hungry and craving more wine. (Verse 2) After a long trek, with no dinner in sight, He cracks open a beer, everything feels right. But give him some red wine, and he’s all out of luck, Stumbling and fumbling, can't tell up from muck. (Chorus) What a waste of a walk, oh, Ronnie, you see, An accountant who can't add up R-O-I for tea. Catching big fish, but they swim away fine, Leaving Ronnie hungry and craving more wine. (Bridge) Now Ronnie’s a deer shooter, he’s out with a bang, But can’t hit the broad side of a barn, oh dang! Staggers back home with his stories so tall, But the fridge is still empty, no dinner at all. (Chorus) What a waste of a walk, oh, Ronnie, you see, An accountant who can't add up R-O-I for tea. Catching big fish, but they swim away fine, Leaving Ronnie hungry and craving more wine. (Outro) So here’s to Ronnie, the fisherman so keen, Walking miles for fish, what a funny old scene. He’s got the tales, and he’s got the cheer, But he’s screwed when he’s starting on that red wine, dear. (Chorus) What a waste of a walk, oh, Ronnie, you see, An accountant who can't add up R-O-I for tea. Catching big fish, but they swim away fine, Leaving Ronnie hungry and craving more wine.