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Sinker Line And Hook

by Bill Ludwig

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An old-timey country twanger, 'Sinker Line And Hook' is a song about piling the kids in the back of the pickup truck and heading off for the most perfect day of fishing by the river. It's all banjo, bass, mandolin and harmonica with some purty lyrics and a Summertime stomp - perfect for your next road trip!

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Oh there’s a one, two, four, six, eight kids riding in the back of this pick-up truck
They got a-fishing poles, a big yellow dog. They all a-bouncing when the road gets rough
And the sun keeps on a-poking tryna make or break the day
And the birds go flutter while we a-hootin and a holler as they slowly make their way

There’s an oversized cup of the strongest joe, making clear eyes behind the wheel
They been a-waiting all week to take a ride to find, a piece of heaven with a rod and reel
And there’s old Hank crooning out the speakers like he’s a-crying out to god
That man had a-something you can’t put to words but he could make a strong man sob

And with a sinker, line and hook
On down the backwoods line they took
They keep on a-rolling

And that yellow dog he’s a-howling as the passing cars go by
His tail just wagging up a storm like a longhorn swatting flies
He’ll be up to ears in water ‘fore the sun breaks ‘bove the trees
And he’ll run the fields chasing butterflies and a-snapping at the bees

There’s Hank still singing them honky-tonk blues, they almost got to where they get
There’s a hilltop hidden in the dusty fog that the day ain’t burned off yet
And if we stopped and took a listen, you could hear the river roar
Over rocks been worn by years of rolling waters long before

And with a sinker, line and hook
On down the backwoods line they took
They keep on a-rolling

(bridge)
Oh a truck bed ride to the river run side, is like paradise on Earth
Trade worms in a can for fishes sizzlin’ in a pan, surest way to cure all hurts
Oh, yearning for the simple life ain’t never done no harm
And a cool off breeze while sittin' 'neath a shade tree will take the weight right off your arms

There's one, two, four, six, eight kids sliding out the back of this pick-up truck
Into the purtiest spot in this whole damn world, I don't deserve this kind of luck
That puts a guy like me in a place like this when the day can't do no wrong
Put my feet up high, drop a fishing line until the time moves us along

And with a sinker, line and hook
The thieving trout my worm done took
We keep on a-rolling

And with a sinker, line and hook
On down the backwoods line we took
I keep on a-rolling

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released April 29, 2023

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Bill Ludwig Manchester, Connecticut

The founding member of MARMO (marmoband.bandcamp.com)

But mostly just a guy who writes and records songs... mostly so I have stuff to listen to in my car on the way to and from work.

Sometimes I sing to my chickens.
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