| Like Marlon Brando, but bigger.
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| You’ll find that creature at the bottom of the deep down Susquehanna River.
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| This one I had stood right on up to me,
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| Tore out his hook and declared himself a prodigy.
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| But oh no, fishing ain’t what it used to be.
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| I’ve seen some bad years, but this one is just killing me.
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| One little nibble in thirteen years,
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| I really pack 'em in.
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| This one I had, I seen it in dreams,
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| All shacked up with lightning and horizon beams.
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| Well I bring 'em on up, and then I pack 'em on in In all the places I’ve been,
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| And I swear it’s never been like this before,
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| Least not since 19 and 44.
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| But today, I made a sick discovery,
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| Lead box in Sassafras Cove.
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| Well I brought him on up and then I packed him on in, oh yes,
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| Now I’m really cashing in.
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| Wash of the Chesapeake and Appalachian Blue Range,
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| I have discovered the body of John Wilkes Booth.
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| Yes, it’s true, I have Mr. Booth.
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| Everybody got to make a living somehow.
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| Do I hear a million?
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| Well I bring 'em on up and then I pack 'em on in. |