Down to the fishin' hole I went
t'was just the other day
and this big old fish swam back and forth
just like he was at play
I think that he was teasing me
for he'd come swimming to the top
seemed he looked me in the eye
and then give his tail a flop
It was a cheerful sort of day
the breze was blowing fine
I commenced to get my pole all ready
and tie on my hook and line
and so I sat upon the bank
just hoping he would bite
but he was smart and stayed away
and I could not catch that silly fish
tho I tried with all my might
but I'll be back tomorrow
and I'll catch him if I can
But next day I couldn't fish at all
and I didn't bring my pole
but I swore I heard him laugh at me
down in that fishing hole
But I'll be back, just wait and see
and it's my fervent wish
to come tomorrow sun up
with my worms and pole
and catch that silly fish