And I set down with my fishing pole;
Somethin' grabb'd my hook and it got my bait
And Jerked me out in the middle of the lake.
Huh it was some jump boy,
I got sunk, kinda baptized on credit.
Fishin' down on th' muddy bank,
Felt a pull an' give a big yank,
I drug out three old rubber boots,
A Ford radiator an' a Chevrolet coop
(Nothin' but Junk, so I handed it in
For National Defence).
Settin' in a boat with a bucket of beer,
Hadn't caught nuthin' but didn't much care,
I guess I was pretty well satisfied,
Had my little woman right by my side
(Takin' it easy, just waitin'
Worm been gone off-a that hook for a couple of hours.
I was busy).
When you go fishin', tell y' what to do,
Go set down by the grassy dew,
Take a piece of string, tie it on yo' pole,
Throw it way out in th' middle of th' hole.
Find you a good shady tree and then just set down.
(Go to sleep, forget all about it
Can't catch nuthin' here anyways.)
Well I walked out to a sandy bar,
And I caught myself a big alligator gar,
Drug him home across my back,
Tail was dragging a mile and a half,
Flippin' an' floppin'. I sold him for a quarter.
(Shot craps, got in Jall.)
Jumped in the river and went down deep,
There was a hundred pound cat-fish lying there asleep,
Well I jumped on his back and rode him all aroun'
Saddled him up and I came into town.
People came runnin', lookin', dogs a-barkin'
(Kids a-squallin').
Early one mornin' I took me a notion,
To go out fishin' in the middle of the ocean,
Well, throwed me a line, I got me a shark,
I didn't get him home till way past dark.
(Was he a man-eater, tough customer.
But he wasn't quite tough enough.)
Late last night I had me a dream,
I was out fishin' in a whiskey stream,
Baited my hook with apple-jack,
Threw out a drink, drug a gallon back.
(Done pretty good till the creek run dry.
I give the fish back to the finance company.)
I went down to the fishing hole, And I set down with my fishing pole; Somethin' grabb'd my hook and it got my bait And Jerked me out in the middle of the lake. Huh it was some jump boy, I got sunk, kinda baptized on credit. Fishin' down on th' muddy bank, Felt a pull an' give a big yank, I drug out three old rubber boots, A Ford radiator an' a Chevrolet coop (Nothin' but Junk, so I handed it in For National Defence). Settin' in a boat with a bucket of beer, Hadn't caught nuthin' but didn't much care, I guess I was pretty well satisfied, Had my little woman right by my side (Takin' it easy, just waitin' Worm been gone off-a that hook for a couple of hours. I was busy). When you go fishin', tell y' what to do, Go set down by the grassy dew, Take a piece of string, tie it on yo' pole, Throw it way out in th' middle of th' hole. Find you a good shady tree and then just set down. (Go to sleep, forget all about it Can't catch nuthin' here anyways.) Well I walked out to a sandy bar, And I caught myself a big alligator gar, Drug him home across my back, Tail was dragging a mile and a half, Flippin' an' floppin'. I sold him for a quarter. (Shot craps, got in Jall.) Jumped in the river and went down deep, There was a hundred pound cat-fish lying there asleep, Well I jumped on his back and rode him all aroun' Saddled him up and I came into town. People came runnin', lookin', dogs a-barkin' (Kids a-squallin'). Early one mornin' I took me a notion, To go out fishin' in the middle of the ocean, Well, throwed me a line, I got me a shark, I didn't get him home till way past dark. (Was he a man-eater, tough customer. But he wasn't quite tough enough.) Late last night I had me a dream, I was out fishin' in a whiskey stream, Baited my hook with apple-jack, Threw out a drink, drug a gallon back. (Done pretty good till the creek run dry. I give the fish back to the finance company.) Explain Request ×
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