JimJim and the Fatboys
I was over in East Texas ’round Jefferson town
They had no catfish, so I turned around, Chorus
Well the fish ain’t bitin’ the fish ain’t bitin’ no more.
Well they’re takin’ up the catfish and grindin’ up their bones.
Reverend Warren got himself a catfish farm
Said, “Put the worm on the hook and let the line on down.” Chorus
Red River runs deep, Red River runs wide
See my baby on the other side, Chorus
Call your lawyer on the telephone
Tell’em you’re leavin’ Texas on the next Greyhound, Chorus