Sitting and fishing from the dock
Puts a memory in my head it’s easy to unlock
A walk through life causes me to think
That I would like to revisit those days when I would sink
A weighted line with a red and white corker on top
Dropped into the water so it wouldn’t make a big plop
Making a noisy sound as it hits the water
Will Causes all my big frying fish to scatter
It might take a while to lure that big cat
The best fish to eat, no arguing that
Catfish are tricky, they love a good minnow
Maybe because he still has a little bit of wiggle
When you see the cork bobbing up and down
Let him take it under before you bring him round
He’ll probably put up a pretty good fight
But so would you if it was your last night
Who doesn’t like mamas cornmeal fried catfish
So go out and sink a line don’t just sit and wish
