Lyrics

Bluegill Moon

One of these days, I'm gonna grab my wife
We're gonna head up North to where the fish are bitin'
We're gonna take along a skillet, a filet knife
To the Land Of the Northern and the Great Walleye

And I will bring along my old guitar
And these Fishing Blues I will croon
We will sit and eat our sunfish, boys
By the light of the Bluegill Moon

Yes, one of these days, me and my better half
We're gonna go up North where there are big mouth bass
Big as Jonah's fish
As big as Ahab's whale
We'll bring a pack of lies just in case we fail

And I will bring along my old guitar
And these Fishing Blues I will croon
And we will sit and eat our sunfish, boys
By the light of the Bluegill Moon

Yes, one of these days, me and main heart throb
We're gonna go up North and let our bobbers bob
We're gonna shoot the breeze
We're gonna break the wind
We'll dog paddle out to where them catfish swim

And I will bring along my old guitar
And these Fishing Blues I will croon
We will sit and eat our sunfish, boys
By the light of the Bluegill Moon

Yes, one of these days, my sweetheart and I
We're gonna go up North where there are big wide skies
We're gonna pitch a tent, hit the sack,
Sleep good
We'll be sawin' logs in the Great Northwoods

And I will bring along my old guitar
And these Fishing Blues I will croon
We will sit and eat our sunfish, boys
By the light of the Bluegill Moon