This
is the best time of the year
For fish to bite;
An’
fellers they are waitin’ near
For fish to bite,
They’ve
left the office, shop an’ store,
Didn’t
care for bus’ness any more
Jest
waitin’ on or off the shore
For fish to bite.
They
is a feelin’ in our bones
We’ve got to fish;
(This
ain’t put in uncertain tones)
We’ve got to fish!
The
world may take us for a slob,
But
even if we lose our job
We’ve
got to jest git out an’ bob
We’ve got to fish!
June 1, 1910
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