Talking Fishing Blues-Woody Guthrie/The Almanac Singers

歌手 : Woody Guthrie / The Almanac Singers

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TXT Talking Fishing Blues-Woody Guthrie/The Almanac Singers 文本歌词

Talking Fishing Blues - Woody Guthrie/The Almanac Singers

Written by：Guthrie

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 it jerked me out in the middle of the lake

Some jump I got sunk

Baptized on credit

Fishing down on the muddy bank

Felt a pull and give a big yank

I hauled out three old rubber boots

And a ford radiator and a Chevrolet coupe

Handed it in for National Defence

Settin' in a boat with a bucket of beer

And I hadn't caught nothing but I didn't much care

I guess I was pretty well satisfied

I had my little lady right by my side

Takin' it easy just a waiting

Worm been gone off that hook for couple hours

When you go fishin' I'll tell you what to do

You go set down by the grassy slough

Take a piece of string and tie it on your pole

And 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 catfish lying there asleep

Jumped on his back and rode him into town

Saddled him up and I come to town

People came runnin' looking

Dogs a barkin' kids a squallin'

Stagnate water's a stinkin' thing

Slick on top and all turned green

When the water goes bad the fish all run

Sit all day and not catch a one

Mud wallopers jewgars

Few little suckers

I waded out to a sandy bar

And I caught myself a big alligator gar

Brung him home across my back

Tail was dragging a mile and a half

Flippin' and floppin'

Sold him for a quarter

Shot craps got in jail

Early one morning I took me a notion

To go out a fishin' in the middle of the ocean

Throwed out my line I caught me a shark

I didn't get him home' til way past dark

He a man eater tough customer

Just 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 and bring a gallon back

Done pretty good 'til the creek run dry

So I gave my fish back to the finance company