Ship of Gold Clutch

Tin shacks and catfish bones
Been about all I've ever known
The junebugs rattle and roll
Around the old maypole

Thunder and lightning
I said the catfish are biting
I took a riverboat downstream
I think you know what I mean

The chicken hawks, they are gathering
Above my head, they are circling
Old friends coming out visiting
Say, "Hi," and talk about collecting

Stray dogs won't come near me
Was blind, now I see clearly
Believe I'm fixin' to die
When you're living in the country it's, "why, oh why?"

Oh, I'm sorry that I left my home, oh
Oh, I'm sorry that I left my home, oh

Look over yonder there
On the farther shore
On the farther shore
Look over yonder there
I see a ship of gold
I see a ship of gold