| I ain’t had a bite 'cause the moon’s too bright
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| I wish I had a big one or two
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| My crock line’s set and my hooks are all wet
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| And mama’s got the catfish blues
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| Don’t like to see her unhappy
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| She treats me like a water tree
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| I hate to see mama with the catfish blues
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| And the catfish are layin' in the river asleep
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| There’s a bottle of wine layin' easy on my mind
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| I dug enough bait to catch a few
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| My reeling’s wet but I cannot forget
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| Mama’s got the catfish blues
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| There’s a turtle on the stump and the toadfrog jump
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| And I guess, I could gig me a few
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| In settlin' fog I caught a big water dog
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| Mama’s got the catfish blues
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| There’s a bottle of wine layin' easy on my mind
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| I dug enough bait to catch a few
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| My reeling’s wet but I cannot forget
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| Mama’s got the catfish blues, yeah |