Luyện nghe bài hát Talking Fishing Blues

I went to the fishing hole
And I set down my fishing pole
grabb'd my hook and it got my bait
And Jerked me out in the middle of the
Huh, it was jump boy
I got sunk, kinda on credit

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

Settin' in a boat with a bucket of
Hadn't caught nothin' but much care
I guess I was pretty well
Had my little woman right by my
(Takin' it easy, waitin'
Worm been gone off-a hook for a couple of hours)
(I was busy)

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

Well, I out to a sandy bar
And I caught myself a big gar
Drug him home my back
Tail was a mile and a half
an' floppin', I sold him for a quarter
(Shot craps, got in Jall)

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

one mornin' I took me a notion
To go out fishin' in the of the ocean
Well, throwed me a line, I got me a
I get him home till way past dark
(Was he a man-eater, customer)
(But he quite tough enough)

Late last night I had me a
I was out in a whiskey stream
Baited my hook apple-jack
Threw out a drink, drug a back
(Done pretty good the creek run dry)
(I give the fish back to the company)