Felt a pang late one afternoon
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I was fishin' off Muir beach
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With Larry LaLonde
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Grabbed a tuna salad sandwich
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And I started to chew
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Pretty soon Ler's yellin
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Fish on. Fish on
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I was just a little pup
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And it was derby day
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it was dad and me and Darrell
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Out in San Pablo bay
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Taco flavored Doritos
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And my orange life vest
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Dad caught a hundred pound sturgeon
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On twenty-pound test
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Now he fought that fish for bout an hour
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And a half
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Darrell'd say "Jump ya sons a bitch!"
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And he grabbed for the gaff
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When we got him in the boat
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He measured six foot long
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I was so danged impressed I had
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To write this song called
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Fish on (x4)
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T'was a bright and sunny day
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It was me and Todd Huth
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Fishin' shark & Stingray
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Out of Bolinas Lagoon
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Well hey, hey, hey I'll be screwed,
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Blued and tattooed
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Looks like I got me one of them fish on
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Fish on.
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Fish On (Fisherman's Chronicles, Chapter II)
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