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Buck 65 - Talking Fishing Blues lyrics
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 nothin' 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 nothin' here anyways)
 Buck 65 - Talking Fishing Blues - http://motolyrics.com/buck-65/talking-fishing-blues-lyrics.html
 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)












