Hook, Line And Singer – Earl Musick – letras

I cinch it up tight every Thursday nightI got a house band in Bosier cityWorking for the door, for a dollar a headLord ain’t this a pityI got a sweet little day gig that holds me togetherI’m a backhoe operatorBut you can go fly fishing with the music bugCatch you an alligatorHook line and singerHook line and singerYou can’t hardly shake ‘emWhen a craw daddy takes the baitThen The door flung open and in she strutHush puppy I’m a babbling foolTalk about a back lash, eyes getting tangledAbout the time she mounted that stoolShe reeled me in on a treble hookHauled my but to the churchAll the while I was faking my resistingFighting back like a bellied up perchHook line and singerHook line and singerYou can’t hardly shake ‘emWhen a craw daddy takes the bait