Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Catfish














Well I wish I was a catfish, 
Swimming in the deep blue sea. 
All you pretty womens, 
Fishing after me, 
Fishing after me.












Well, I went down to my baby's house, 
And I sat down on the steps. 
She said, "Come on in and have me, 
My old man just left, 
Just now left". 












Well, there's two trains a runnin', 
And there's not one, goin' my way. 
One runs at midnight, 
Other just for day. 

Other just for day. 
Hey.......... 










Well, she's long, 
And she's so tall, 
Well, she shakes, 
Like a willow tree. 










They say she's no good, 
She's alright with me. 

Right with me. 












Well I wish I was a catfish, 
Swimming in the deep blue sea. 
All you pretty women, 
Swimmin' after me, 

I wish I was your catfish.

The taste

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