Yellow Backed Fly

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