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Jeff Smith
Jeff Smith
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Me and my daddy up at dawn Diggin' for worms in our backyard Stuffin' 'em into a coffee can Fishin' poles in our hands I'm ten years old and I can't wait to go Half a mile to the Ohio It's like a jungle gettin' there Trees and vines grow everywhere Sittin' on the bank in the cool clean air The better part of fishin' is to sit and stare Hopin' to catch a big catfish Rub his belly and you make a wish Cause if that catfish meows at you You got a good chance your wish come true But if that catfish starts to grin You could get cut on one of his fins Black iron skillet and it's full of grease Eat all the bacon that we please The smell of the river and the tast of toast Comes in a memory like a ghost I'm out in the water up to my knees Watchin' the barges from the coal companies I'm so happy when the captain waves I can hear the ship's whistle like it was yesterday
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