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