Ramblin' Jack Elliott - Talkin' Fishin' lyrics

I went down to the fishing hole Carried along my fishing pole Somethin' grabbed my hook and it got my bait And jerked me out in the middle of the lake Some jump, I got sunk, baptized on credit Fishin' down on the muddy bank Felt a pull and give a big yank I drug out three old rubber boots A Ford radiator and a Chevrolet coop Handed them in for National Defense When you go fishing, tell you what to do Go set down by the gra**y dew Take a piece of string, tie it on your pole Throw it way out in the middle of the hole Then just find a good shady tree and just sit down Go to sleep, forget all about it 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 lady right by my side Takin' it easy, worm been gone off that hook for couple of hours Stagnant waters is a stinking thing Slick on top and all turn green The water goes bad, the fish all run You can sat all day and not catch you a one Except the mud water fish, yard fish Few of the little s**ers Jumped in the river and went down deep There was a hundred pound cat-fish lying there, asleep I jumped on his back and rode him in to town Saddled him up and then I turned around Folks come a-runnin', dogs barkin', kids lookin' I waited 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', sold him for a quarter Got drunk, shot craps, got in jail Early one mornin' I took me a notion To go out fishin' in the middle of the ocean And caught myself a great big shark I didn't get him home till way past dark He was 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 stream run dry So I give the fish back to the finance company