Woody Guthrie Lyrics - Talking Fishing Blues
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.
Huh it was some jump boy,
I got sunk, kinda baptized on credit.
Fishin’ down on th’ muddy bank,
Felt a pull an’ give a big yank,
I drug out three old rubber boots,
A Ford radiator an’ a Chevrolet coop
(Nothin’ but Junk, so I handed it in
For National Defence).
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 woman right by my side
(Takin’ it easy, just waitin’
Worm been gone off-a that hook for a couple of hours.
I was busy).
When 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,
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
Can’t catch nuthin’ here anyways.)
Well I walked 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’. I sold him for a quarter.
(Shot craps, got in Jall.)
Jumped in the river and went down deep,
There was a hundred pound cat-fish lying there asleep,
Well 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’).
Early one mornin’ I took me a notion,
To go out fishin’ in the middle of the ocean,
Well, throwed me a line, I got me a shark,
I didn’t get him home till way past dark.
(Was he 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 creek run dry.
I give the fish back to the finance company.)
Woodrow Wilson “Woody” Guthrie (July 14, 1912–October 3, 1967) was an American songwriter and folk musician. Guthrie’s musical legacy consists of hundreds of songs, ballads and improvised works covering topics from political themes to traditional songs to children’s songs. Guthrie performed continually throughout his life with his guitar frequently displaying the slogan “This Machine Kills Fascists”. Guthrie is perhaps best known for his song “This Land Is Your Land” which is regularly sung in American schools. Many of his recorded songs are archived in the Library of Congress.
Guthrie traveled with migrant workers from Oklahoma to California and learned traditional folk and blues songs. His songs are about his experiences in the Dust Bowl era during the Great Depression and he is known as the “Dust Bowl Troubadour.” Guthrie was associated with, but never a member of, Communist groups in the United States throughout his life.
Guthrie was married three times and fathered eight children, including American folk musician Arlo Guthrie. He is the grandfather of musician Sarah Lee Guthrie. Guthrie died from complications of the degenerative neurologic affliction known as Huntington’s Disease. In spite of his illness, during his later years Guthrie served as a figurehead in the folk movement providing inspiration to a generation of new folk musicians, including mentor relationships with Ramblin’ Jack Elliott and Bob Dylan.
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