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Carolina time, grab the fishing line
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Gonna get old Jim with the yellow-backed fly
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Bought it in a store, paid a little more
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Gonna catch that fish with the yellow-backed fly
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Tried it last June with a lit firefly
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Layed it on the water with a perfect bullseye
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Jim made a splash, gone in a flash
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Beneath the water I heard him laugh
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I go at six am, quiet as a hymn
A
Gonna catch old Jim with the Yellow-Backed Fly
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Gonna catch him right, gonna catch him quick
C D
Take him by surprise at the bottom of the crick
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He lives beneath a rock, underneath the shade
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I will have him made with the yellow-backed fly
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Here I am at last, lying in the grass
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A quiet little cast with the yellow-backed fly
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Felt a little tug, well Jim had bit the bug
A
Then I let him run with the yellow-backed fly
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Jumped up on the land, spit it in my hand
C D
He said "Nice try with the yellow-backed fly"
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Then he swam away, I gave him a farewell
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Now I'm going home with a story to tell
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I put the truck in gear, I'll be back next year
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Gonna make a fly with a hypnotizing eye
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I go at six am, quiet as a hymn
A
Gonna catch old Jim with the yellow-backed fly
D G D
Twenty inches long, measured with a stick
C D
He's old Jim but to me he's Moby Dick
D G D
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn
A
Gonna catch old Jim with the yellow-backed fly
D G D
Twenty inches long, measured with a stick
C D
He's old Jim but to me he's Moby Dick (2x)