I went down to the fishing hole
And I set down with my fishing pole
Something grabbed my hook and it got my bait
And j*rked me out in the middle of the lake
(Some junk got sunk, kinda baptized on credit)
Fishing down on the muddy bank
Felt a pull an' give a big yank
I drug out three old rubber boots
A Ford radiator an' a Chevrolet coop
Handed it in for National Defense
Setting in a boat with a bucket of beer
Hadn't caught nothing but didn't much care
I guess I was pretty well satisfied
Had my little woman right by my side
Taking it easy, just waiting
Worm been gone off-a that hook for a couple of hours
When you go fishing, tell y'all what to do
Go set down by the grassy dew
Take a piece of string, tie it on your pole
Throw it way out in the middle of the hole
Find you a good shade tree and then just set down
Go to sleep, forget all about it
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 running, looking, dogs a-barking
Kids a-squalling Old folks farting
Stagnant waters stinking thing
Slick on top turn on cream
Water goes bad the fish all run
Sit out all day and not catch a one
Except mud [?]
Few little suckers
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
Flipping and flopping, I sold him for a quarter
Shot craps, got in jail
Early one morning I took me a notion
To go out fishing 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
Man-eater, tough customer
But he wasn't quite tough enough
Late last night I had me a dream
I was out fishing 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
Had to give my fish back to the finance company