One day I went a-fishin' and I used a frog for bait
I swung it in the water and I pulled me out a snake
I had me a bottle of moonshine to keep me feeling right
You should've been a-watchin', well it was an awful sight
I pulled his snout wide open and I poured some whisky in
And then I turned that snake a-loose and I used my frog again
I caught me a great big jackfish, but one thing I did hate
That doggone greedy pounder had gobbled down my bait
I then got busy thinking and I got to feeling blue
I could not find another frog and didn't know what to do
I soon got tired of thinking and I leaned against the tree
I was caught a-smoking, when something comes to me
It touched me on the shoulder, I looked around to see
That doggone water rattler had come to trade with me
Frogs I think a dozen he'd bought them to the bank
There where I was a-fishin', to trade them in for drink
The frogs was all around me, the snake while on the ground
He smiled and winked his eye at me as he drank my whisky down
Now this will end my story, that rattler headed south
He crawled away so happy with my bottle in his mouth