Well now, take down your fishing pole

And meet me at the fishing hole

We may not get a bite all day

But don't you rush away

What a great place to rest your bones

And mighty fine for skipping stones

You'll feel fresh as a lemonade a-setting in the shade

Whether it's hot, whether it's cool

Oh what a spot for whistling like a fool

What a fine day to take a stroll and wind up at the fishing hole

I can't think of a better way to pass the time of day

We'll have no need to call the roll

When we get to the fishing hole

They'll be you, me, and old dog, trey to do the time away

If we don't hook a perch or bass

We'll cool our toes in dewy grass

Or else pull up a weed to chaw

And maybe sit and jaw

Hanging around, taking our ease

Watching that hound a scratching at his fleas

I'm gonna take down my fishing pole

And meet you at the fishing hole

I can't think of a better way

To pass the time of day