Well, now, take down your fishin' pole
And meet me at The Fishin' Hole,
We may not get a bite all day,
We may not get a bite all day,
But don't you rush away.
What a great place to rest your bones
What a great place to rest your bones
And mighty fine for skippin' stones,
You'll feel fresh as a lemonade,
You'll feel fresh as a lemonade,
A-settin' in the shade.
Whether it's hot, whether it's cool,
Whether it's hot, whether it's cool,
Oh what a spot for whistlin' like a fool.
What a fine day to take a stroll
What a fine day to take a stroll
And wander by The Fishin' Hole,
I can't think of a better way
I can't think of a better way
To pass the time o' day.
We'll have no need to call the roll
We'll have no need to call the roll
When we get to The Fishin' Hole,
There'll be you, me, and Old Dog Trey,
There'll be you, me, and Old Dog Trey,
To doodle time away.
If we don't hook a perch or bass,
If we don't hook a perch or bass,
We'll cool our toes in dewy grass,
Or else pull up a weed to chaw,
Or else pull up a weed to chaw,
And maybe set and jaw.
Hangin' around, takin' our ease,
Hangin' around, takin' our ease,
Watchin' that hound a-scratchin' at his fleas.
Come on, take down your fishin' pole
Come on, take down your fishin' pole
And meet me at The Fishin' Hole,
I can't think of a better way
To pass the time o' day.
I can't think of a better way
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