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(J.J. Cale) |
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The old man he catches the fish in the morning |
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He rides the river every day |
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I sit on the bank and I holler when he passes |
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"Hey, old man, are they biting today?" |
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I wake up in the morning, thinking 'bout my troubles |
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I go down to the water and they pass away |
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And when the old man comes a-floating down the river |
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"Hey, old man, are they biting today?" |
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Now here we've got a thing that keeps on rolling |
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It ain't heavy, don't take it that way |
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The old man and me, we got a good thing going |
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He gets his fish and I sit all day |
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He gets his fish and I sit all day |
