Fishing Blues

	  		
verse 1: 
D                                                   A       D 
I betcha' goin' fishin' all o' the time, Baby goin' fishin' too 
D                               E7                   A 
Bet your life, your sweet wife, catch more fish than you. 

 
D                      D7 
Many fish bites if you got good bait 
G                        D                 
Here's a little tip that I would like to relate 
D  
Many fish bites if you got good bait , 

I'm a goin' fishin', yes I'm goin' fishin' 
                  A       D 
And my baby goin' fishin' too. 


verse 2: 
D 
I went on down to my favorite fishin' hole 
                A          D 
Baby, grab me a pole an' a line, 

Drove my pole on in, caught a nine poun' catfish 
E7                                         A 
Now you know I brought him home for supper time. 

Chorus 1 

verse 3: 
D 
Baby brother 'bout to run me outta my mind 
                  A            D     
Sayin', "Can I go fishin' with you?" 

I took him on down to the fishin' hole 
    E7                                A 
Now what do you think now that he did do? 

 
D                                         D7 
Pulled a great big fish out the bottom of the pond 
G                         D 
Now he’s laughing drunk, ‘cause he was real gone 
D  
Many fish bites if you got good bait , 

I'm a goin' fishin', yes I'm goin' fishin' 
                  A       D 
And my baby goin' fishin' too. 


verse 4: 
D 
Put him in the pot, baby put him in the pan 
                       A        D 
Honey cook him till he nice an' brown 

Make a batch o' buttermilk, whole cakes mama 
    E7                               A 
An' chew them things an’ chomp em on down. 

Chorus 1 

Instrumental (Verse + Chorus) 

Repeat verse 1 

Chorus1