Up this morning

Before the sun
Fixed me some coffee and a Bmhoney bun
EJumped in my pickup
Agave her the gas
EI'm goin' out to Bmcatch a five pound Ebass

Down by the lake side
Just off the ramp
All them people sleeping in their fising camp
Some out in the pup tents
Some out on the grass
They all be dreaming 'bout that five pound bass

Bridge:
AThe early birdie always gets his worm
EMe I always get my wish
AWhen you're talking 'bout that five pound bass son
EThe early wormy gets the Bmfish

Jumped in my john boat
I stow my gear
I fire her up and when I am in the clear
I sail across that water
As smooth as glass
Ready here I come you five pound bass

Guitar.....

I find a perfect spot
Some old dead trees
Back in a canyon where you cain't feel no breeze
I tie my lure
I make my cast
It's breakfast time you five pound bass

That old sun is rising
That water is clear
I watch my lure as it's flying through the air
I see a ripple......
I hear a splash.....
Lord have mercy, It's a five pound bass..

Spoken:
That's a five pound bass son...
Aw it's big as a god damned baby...