Yellow Backed Fly

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[VERSE 1]
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Carolina time, grab the fishing line
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Gonna get old Jim with the 
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yellow-backed fly
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Bought it in a store, paid a 
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little more
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Gonna catch that fish with the 
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yellow-backed fly


[VERSE 2]
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Tried it last June with a lit 
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firefly
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Layed it on the water with a 
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perfect bullseye
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Jim made a splash, gone in a flash
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Beneath the water I heard him laugh


[CHORUS 1]
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I go at six am, quiet as a hymn
Gonna catch old Jim with the 
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Yellow-Backed Fly
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Gonna catch him right, gonna 
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catch him quick
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Take him by surprise at the bottom 
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of the crick


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[VERSE 3]
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He lives beneath a rock, 
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underneath the shade
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I will have him made with the 
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yellow-backed fly
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Here I am at last, lying in the 
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grass
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A quiet little cast with the 
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yellow-backed fly


[CHORUS 2]
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Felt a little tug, well Jim had 
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bit the bug
Then I let him run with the 
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yellow-backed fly
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Jumped up on the land, spit it in
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 my hand
He said "Nice try with the 
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yellow-backed fly"


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[VERSE 4]
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Then he swam away, I gave him a 
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farewell
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Now I'm going home with a story to 
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tell
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I put the truck in gear, I'll be 
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back next year
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Gonna make a fly with a 
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hypnotizing eye


[CHORUS 3]
        D       G          D
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn
Gonna catch old Jim with the 
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yellow-backed fly
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Twenty inches long, measured with
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 a stick
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He's old Jim but to me he's Moby 
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Dick


[CHORUS 3]
        D       G          D
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn
Gonna catch old Jim with the 
G             A
yellow-backed fly
D                   G            
Twenty inches long, measured with
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 a stick
                    C           
He's old Jim but to me he's Moby 
 D
Dick