Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Fishing Blues

I down to the fishing hole
And I set with my fishing pole
Somethin' grabb'd my hook and it got my
And me out in the middle of the lake
Huh, it was some boy
I got sunk, kinda on credit

Fishin' down on th' bank
a pull an' give a big yank
I drug out old rubber boots
A Ford radiator an' a Chevrolet
(Nothin' but Junk so I it in for National Defence)

in a boat with a bucket of beer
Hadn't caught nothin' but didn't care
I guess I was pretty satisfied
Had my little woman by my side
(Takin' it easy, just
Worm been gone off-a that hook for a of hours)
(I was busy)

When you go fishin', y' what to do
Go set down by the dew
a piece of string, tie it on yo' pole
Throw it way out in th' of th' hole
Find you a good shady tree and then just set
(Go to sleep, all about it, can't catch nothin' here anyways)

Well, I walked out to a bar
And I myself a big alligator gar
Drug him home across my
Tail was dragging a mile and a
Flippin' an' floppin', I him for a quarter
(Shot craps, got in Jall)

Jumped in the river and went down
There was a hundred pound cat-fish there asleep
Well, I jumped on his back and rode him all
Saddled him up and I came town
People came runnin', lookin', dogs
(Kids a-squallin')

one mornin' I took me a notion
To go out fishin' in the of the ocean
Well, me a line, I got me a shark
I get him home till way past dark
(Was he a man-eater, customer)
(But he wasn't quite enough)

Late last I had me a dream
I was out in a whiskey stream
Baited my hook with
Threw out a drink, drug a back
(Done pretty good the creek run dry)
(I the fish back to the finance company)