Cat Fish - John Lee Hooker

Yes, I wish I was a catfish

Swimming in the, oh, deep blue sea

I’d have all of these good looking women

Fishing after me, I mean after me

Sure 'nough after me, oh, oh Lord

Yes, I went down to the river

Started to jump over board and drown

Yes, yes, yes, got to thinking 'bout my baby

I turned short around

Sure 'nough short around

Yes, I went to my baby’s house

And I sat down on her step

She said, «Come on in now, Johnny

Oh, Lord, my husband just now left»

Husband just now left

Sure enough just, sure enough

Just now left, sure enough just

«Got something to tell you, oh Lord, baby

Baby, you know that ain’t right

You cook cornbread for your husband

And biscuits for your man»

Biscuits for your man

Biscuits for your man

Biscuits for your man

Biscuits for your man

Oh, Lord, oh Lord, baby

Lord, you know I’m going away

Yes, I’m going away now

Now, now, baby, oh Lord

Crying won’t make, crying won’t make

Crying won’t make me stay