Talking Fisherman Ramblin' Jack Elliott

I went down to the fishin' hole
Carried along my fishin' pole
Somethin' grabbed my hook and it grabbed my bait
And it took me out in the middle of the lake
Some jump
I got sunk
Baptized on credit

Fishin' down on the muddy bank
I felt a pull and I gave a big yank
I pulled out three old rubber boots
A Ford radiator and a Chevrolet Coupe
I handed 'em in for National Defense

You go fishin', tell ya what to do
Go set down by the grassy dew
Take a piece of string, tie it on your pole
And throw it way out in the middle of the hole
Then just find you a good shade tree
Set down
And go to sleep, forget all about it

Sittin' 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-a that hook for a couple of hours