Well, I wish I was a catfish Swimmin' in a oh, deep, blue sea I would have all you good lookin' women Fishin', fishin' after me Sure 'nough, a-after me Sure 'nough, a-after me Oh 'nough, oh 'nough, sure 'nough I went to my baby's house And I sit down oh, on her steps She said, "Now, come on in now, Muddy You know, my husband just now left" Sure 'nough, he just now left Sure 'nough, he just now left Sure 'nough, oh well Oh well Well, my mother told my father Just before hmm, I was born "I got a boy child's comin' He's gonna be, he's gonna be a Rollin' Stone" Sure 'nough, he's a Rollin' Stone Sure 'nough, he's a Rollin' Stone Oh well, he's a, oh well he's a Oh well, he's a Well, I feel, yes I feel Feel that I could lay down oh, time ain't long I'm gonna catch the first thing smokin' Back, back down the road I'm goin' Back down the road I'm goin' Back down the road I'm goin' Sure 'nough back Sure 'nough back

Well, I wish I was a catfish Swimmin' in the deep blue sea I'd have all you women Fishin' after me Fishin' after me Fishin' after me Well, I'm broke and I'm hungry Ragged and I'm dirty too Well, if I clean up, baby, can I Stay home with you Stay home with you Stay home with you If I can't, can't come in Let me sit down front of your door I'll leave so early, your Mom won't know Won't never know Won't never know Oh, I know, know my baby Well, she's going to jump and shout When my train pulls in and I I come walkin' out Come walkin' out Come walkin' out Yes, I'm goin', babe I'm goin' And your crying won't make me stay Oh, the more that you cry, baby More I'll go away More I'll go away More I'll go away Well now I know, I know you don't want me Why in the world won't you tell me so? Then I won't be caught, baby, 'round Your house no more Your house no more Your house no more

It's good that you're home It's good to spend a night without him Checking my phone for you, baby We talk about life As she caught me up on drinks in no time And oh, before you know We'll be falling in drunk And I'll be letting you know That when you wrap me 'round your fingers, baby And you make me do that shit that I never do And you pick me up on Sauchiehall Street I know I want you to myself again That bar that you loved Lock us in and let us keep on Singing out lungs on their bar stools On the walk back yours You made me fall in love with Glasgow And oh, before you know I'll be carrying you Over the threshold 'Cause when you wrap me 'round your fingers, baby And you make me do that shit that I never do And you prop me up on Sauchiehall Street I know I want you to myself again And oh, before you know We'll be falling in drunk And I'll be letting you know That when you wrap me 'round your fingers, baby And you make me do that shit that I've never done And as I piss you off on Sauchiehall Street I know I want you to myself again

Lazy stadium night Catfish on the mound Strike three,' the umpire said Better have to go back and sit down. Catfish, million-dollar-man Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can He used to work on Mr. Finley's farm But the old man wouldn't pay He packed his glove and took his arm He just run away Catfish, million-dollar-man, Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can Come up where the Yankees are Dressed in a pinstripe suit Smoke a custom-made cigar Wear an alligator boot Catfish, million-dollar-man Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can Carolina born and bred Love to hunt the little quail Got a hundred-acre spread Got some huntin' dogs for sale Catfish, million-dollar-man Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can Reggie Jackson at the plate Seein' nothin' but the curve Swing too early or too late Got to eat what Catfish serve Catfish, million-dollar-man, Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can. Even Billy Martin grins When the Fish is in the game Every season twenty wins Gonna make the Hall of Fame Catfish, million-dollar-man Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can

I'm canned heat, canned heat, mama Lord, it sure is good to me I'm canned heat, mama Yes, it sure is good to me Well, we tried to make it happen Yeah, good times sure don't bother me Well, canned heat, everybody Is just a low down state of mind Well, canned heat, everybody Yeah, it's just a low down state of mind Why's your mind all strung out? Rainbows been there all the time My life was just a scramble Just as low as I could be Tell, you people, canned heat been good to me My life was just a scramble Child, I was just a low as I could be I'm so grateful to the canned heat Child, it made a good ol' man of me I'm canned heat, canned heat, mama Lord, it sure is good to me I'm canned heat, mama Yes, it sure is good to me Well, now my scene's all together Now, I can finally say I'm free