Talking Fisherman chords and lyrics - RAMBLIN' JACK ELLIOTT

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[Verse 1]
I [G]went[C][G][D][G]
down to
the [C]fishin' hole
[D]to carry along my fishin' pole
Some [G]got my hook and [C]grabbed my bait
and [D]took me out in the middle of
the lake
[G]Some jumped, I [C]got sunk,
bap[D]tized on [G]the credit[D][G]
Fishin' down in [C]the muddy bank,
[D]I felt a pull and I gave a big yank
And I [G]jerked out two old [C]rubber boots
and a [D]Ford Radiator and
Chevrolet [G]Pura
[C]Handed them in for national defense
[D][G][D][G]
[D]You[G] go fishing,
I'll [C]tell you what to do
Just [D]set right down in the grassy dew
Take a piece of [G]string, [C]tie it on your pole
And [D]throw it way out
in the middle of the hole
And then just find your good shade [G]tree
Sit [C]down, go [D]to sleep,
forget all [G]about it[D][G]
[D][G][D]
[G]Sittin' in a boat with a
[C]bucket of [D]beer
Hadn't caught nothin',
didn't much care
[G]Guess I was pretty well [C]satisfied
Had [D]my little lady right by my side
Takin' it [G]easy
[C]Worm been gone off that hook for [D]a
couple [G]of hours[C][D][G]
Stagnant waters of [C]stinking things
[D]Slick on top and all turn green
When the [G]water goes bad, the [C]fish all run
You can [D]set all day, not catch a one
Except mud [G]wallopers, gar[C]fish,
[G]and a[D] few little slu[G]gs[D][G][Em]
[G][D][G]
I jumped in the [C]river and I went
down deep
[D]to the hundred -pound catfish
layin' there asleep.
Jumped [G]on his [C]back and rode
him into town,
[D]saddled him up and then I turned around.
Folks [G]come a -runnin', dog[C]s barkin',
kid[D]s lookin'.[G][C][D]
[G]
I waded out to [C]a sandy bar
and I [D]caught myself a big alligator gar
and I [G]drug him home across [C]my back.
[D]Tail was dragging a mile [G]and a half,
flippin' and [C]floppin',
sold [D]him for corn and got drunk,
Shotcrafts, [G]cottontail[D][G][Em][G][C]
[D]
[G]Early one morning it [C]took me a notion
to [D]go out fishing in
the middle of the ocean
And I caught myself [G]a great [C]big shark
And [D]I didn't get him home till way past dark
[G]It was a man eat[C]er, tough cus[D]tomer,
just wasn't quite [G]tough enough[C][D]
[G]Late last night I had[C] me a dream,
[D]I was out fishin' in a whiskey stream
I baited my [G]hook with [C]ap plejack,
so [D]I had a drink, bring a gallon b[G]ack
I've [C]done pretty good,
till the [D]stream run dry,
so I'll give the fish back
to the fin[G]ance company.