Well, I flew down to Mexico in my fancy pressed suit
Had my Rolex, had my briefcase, Italian leather boots
Found this fisherman sleeping by his little wooden boat
I said, “Amigo, you’re wasting daylight” — and that’s a direct quote
His kids were building castles, his wife was cleaning fish
And I’m thinking, “Man, this guy don’t know what he could wish”
I was Chuck Beauregard, MBA
Gonna teach this simple man the American way
Told him, “Work harder, get a bigger boat
Buy a fleet, get rich, that’s what I promote”
But that fisherman, he just smiled at me
Said, “Señor, I already got what you’re working to be”
So I’m standing there explaining, drawing lines in the sand
“First you double your effort, hire another hand
In five years you’ll have a fleet, in ten you’ll be set
You’ll have money and freedom — everything you can get!”
He asks me, “And then what?” — and I said with pride,
“Then you retire, move somewhere with an ocean tide
Sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids all day
Stroll down to the village where the guitar players play”
He looked at me real gentle… and he said…
“But señor… that’s what I’m doing now…”
And I’m standing there in my thousand-dollar shoes
Suddenly wondering who’s the fool with the bad news
Now I’m back home, but something changed inside
Sold that Tesla, dented up my ride
Cancelled business golf, I’m learning to grow beans
My kids know what I look like — not just on their screens
We cook dinner together almost every night
My wife don’t know this stranger, but she thinks I’m alright
I was Chuck Beauregard, thought I had it made
Took a fisherman on a beach to show me I’d been played
By the system I’d been grinding, by the life I thought I’d won
Turns out he had the Wayist life — I was just on the run
Now I got my hands dirty and my calendar’s free
That fisherman taught me how to really be
Still got the briefcase… uses it for fishing gear now…
The neighbors think I’ve lost it… but I finally found…
What that fisherman knew all along…
It’s the Wayist life… right here at home…
“Gracias, amigo…”