Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Fishing Blues

I went to the fishing hole
And I set down with my pole
Somethin' grabb'd my hook and it got my
And jerked me out in the middle of the
Some
I got sunk, on credit

down on th' muddy bank
Felt a an' give a big yank
I holed out old rubber boots
A Ford an' a Chevrolet coop
I it in
For National

Settin' in a with a bucket of beer
Hadn't caught nuthin' but didn't much
I guess I was well satisfied
Had my little right by my side
Takin' it easy, still waitin'
Worm gone off-a that hook for a couple of hours

You go fishin', tell y' to do
Go set by the grassy dew
Take a of string, tie it on yo' pole
And throw it way out in th' middle of th'
Find you a good tree and then just set down
Go to sleep, forget all it

Jumped in the river and went deep
There was a hundred cat-fish lying there asleep
I jumped on his and rode him all aroun'
Saddled him up and I came into
People came runnin', lookin', a-barkin'
a-squallin'

Stagnate water's a stinkin'
Slick on top and all green
When the water bad, the fish all run
Sit all day and not a-one
Mud wallopers,
A few suckers

I out to a sandy bar
And I myself a big alligator gar
Brung him home my back
was dragging a mile and a half
Flippin' and
Sold him for a
craps, got in jail

Early one mornin', I took me a
To go out a-fishin' in the middle of the
Throwed out my line, I caught me a
I didn't get him 'til way past dark
man-eater, tough customer
Just wasn't quite tough

Last last I had me a dream
I was out fishin' in a whiskey
Baited my with apple-jack
Threw out a drink, a gallon back
pretty good till the creek run dry
I give the fish back to the company