Mah Traysured Crick
by Gabriel EadesWay down yondah' deep down in de sticks,
is ah playce dat ah traysure, an ol' feeshin'crick.Ervry sardy, jus fo dawn,
ah go down tuh da crick wit mah feeshin' boots own.On mah head ah thro' uh hat and on mah face ah thro' uh smile,
Ah turn an' kiss mah wife, "Be back affer-wile"All ah needs uh bucket an' eye'll be headed on mah way
Caint wait ta get ta da crick, been such uh perddy day.Ah get ta da warters aidge, ahm feelin kindah glad,
ah aint huntin' feesh, ahm huntin' crawldad.Dey so fun ta caytch, doin itsa seench,
Jus' watch dem claws, doze varmitts day'can peench.Ah hunt an ah hunt, mah buckets ryzin hye
Wit da crawldads and duh warter; tyme iz flyin by.Wale, its tyme ta head back hoam, ah po da warter out mah galosh.
Deese crawldads, dey fo suppah and de warter's fo mah was