By David Allan Coe
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TAKE THE JIB SAIL DOWN BOYS TAKE THE JIB SAIL DOWN
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TURN THIS SHIP AROUND BOYS BEFORE WE RUN AGROUND
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THE FISH AREN'T BITING TODAY BOYS FISH AREN'T BITING TODAY
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IM GONNA LAY ON MY BUNK AND GET DRUNK AS A SKUNK
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CAUSE THE FISH AREN'T BITING TODAY
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THERE'S SIX FOOT WAVES AND MY STOMACH CRAVES
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SOME GOOD OLD ANTIGUAN RUM
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I PUT SOME AWAY FOR A RAINY DAY
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AND THE RAIN SHE'S STARTING TO COME NOW
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THERE'S A NORTHERN WIND AND THE LIGHTS ARE DIM
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LIKE A GOOD FRESH CUBAN CIGAR
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I GOT ME A HUTCH WHERE THERE MIGHT BE A BUNCH
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IN THE CAPTIONS PICKLE JAR, SO.
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The Fish Aren't Bitin' Today
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David Allan Coe |