Talking Fishing Blues Lyrics - Woody Guthrie

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 

Some jump 

I got sunk, baptized on credit 

Fishin' down on th' muddy bank 

Felt a pull an' give a big yank 

I holed out three old rubber boots 

A Ford radiator an' a Chevrolet coop 

I handed it in 

For National Defence 

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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, yeah still waitin' 

Worm been gone off-a that hook for a couple of hours 

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 

And 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 

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 all aroun' 

Saddled him up and I came into town 

People came runnin', lookin', dogs a-barkin' 

Kids a-squallin' 

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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 

A 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 mornin', 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's man-eater, tough customer 

Just wasn't quite tough enough 

Last 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