Blues man and hardware store operator Tugboat Jackson offers up another song, this time about his fishing hobby. Leave it to Tugg to put a little bit of philosophy mixed in with his fishin'!
Got ev'ry thing done I need do 
Be all caught up when I'm through
Time to get my gear,
get out a here,
Time to head down to the slough.
Bait up the hook, cast it on out
Line rolls off the reel.
Prop the rod with a stick,
And see if I get a feel!
Got a soft place to plop my behind,
Look for a smooth place to find
And pack down some willow
To use for a pillow,
And chew on a pack of pork rinds!
This place is full of 'cat,
And they can play with the bait
There's a small bell on the tip of my rod
To make sure that I'm not too late
I lay back look at the sky,
Amazed at the who and why,
I can't even start
to explain all the art
So I refuse to even try.
I feel myself sliding away,
Between a state of asleep and awake
A meditative state,
As I lay on the side of the lake.
The sunshine’s warm on my face,
I tell ya, I'm feelin' mighty fine.
I can lay here all day,
With nothin' to say,
Don't really care if a fish takes my line.
The world can be a difficult place,
Full of tension and stress.
Try to relax, for your peace of mind,
Try to decompress.
What the world needs is a damn nap!
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