The Old Man He Catches

The Fish In The Morning

He Rides The River Every Day

I Sit On The Bank And

I Holler When He Passes

"Hey, Old Man, Are They Biting Today"

I Wake Up In The Morning,

Thinking 'bout My Troubles

I Go Down To The Water

And They Pass Away

And When The Old Man Comes

A-floating Down The River

"Hey, Old Man, Are They Biting Today"

Now Here We've Got A Thing

That Keeps On Rolling

It Ain't Heavy, Don't Take It That Way

The Old Man And Me,

We Got A Good Thing Going

He Gets His Fish And I Sit All Day

He Gets His Fish And I Sit All Day