Lyrics of
Fishing Blues

I betcha' goin' fishin' all o' the time, Baby goin' fishin' too
Bet your life, your sweet wife, catch more fish than you.
Many fish bites if you got good bait
Here's a little tip that I would like to relate
Many fish bites if you got good bait ,
I'm a goin' fishin', yes I'm goin' fishin'
And my baby goin' fishin' too.
I went on down to my favorite fishin' hole
Baby, grab me a pole an' a line,
Drove my pole on in, caught a nine poun' catfish
Now you know I brought him home for supper time.
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Baby brother 'bout to run me outta my mind
Sayin', "Can I go fishin' with you?"
I took him on down to the fishin' hole
Now what do you think now that he did do?
Pulled a great big fish out the bottom of the pond
Now he?s laughing drunk, ?cause he was real gone
Many fish bites if you got good bait ,
I'm a goin' fishin', yes I'm goin' fishin'
And my baby goin' fishin' too.
Put him in the pot, baby put him in the pan
Honey cook him till he nice an' brown
Make a batch o' buttermilk, whole cakes mama
An' chew them things an? chomp em on down.
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