Stone – Sure Skipper, I’ll take ya troutin’

Sure Skipper, I’ll take ya troutin’

Sure skipper, I’ll take ya troutin’
in over da goobity;
traipse rubbery bogs an’ barrens
w’ere da little people be.

A bamboo pole an’ a bobber
wit’ a can a worms is da gear.
Wear long rubber boots an’ Deet fer da nippers;
dey grows big as bats down ‘ere.

Now don’t be scared a da Presence
w’en walking in dese woods.
Like dere’s somebody always watchin’ ya
Don’t know if it’s bad or good.

But once when it was duckish
I ‘eard one awful screech 
in da junipers ‘ung wit’ old man’s beard.
Dis place ‘as its mysteries.

Now it’s calm in at da beaver pond
dat we will wade around
casting a line to da dimpling fish
an’ jiggin’ w’en da bobber goes down.

Wit’ luck we’ll catch a skiver a trout
wit’out gettin’ lost or worse.
I’s ‘oping dat da fairies won’t mind
or put we under a curse.

 

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