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I can hear that fish a callin',
He's swimming towards me now-
I'm sipping my first coffee,
And wiping off my brow.
Its just a fishermans dream....to catch him off the bow-
In the morning dew...in mornings first rays of light,
My worm is fresh & wiggly-
My bobber is on there tight,
Its just a fishermans dream...to catch him off the bow.
I can see a great big pickeral-
or maybe its just a trout,
But you know if I hook that baby-
I'm gonna let out a shout,
Its just a fishermans dream,,to catch him off the bow.
I'll take him home for breakfast,
Al
ong with eggs and beans,
And fry him up with oil-
And relish my sweet dreams,,
Its just a fishermans dream,,to catch him off the bow.
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