Gone Fishing

It was one of them nights with nothing to do We sat round the log fire in the inn like you do Telling ghost stories and massive white lies Old Harry snuffed his pipe out, light shone in his eyes I will tell you a story, once fishing, its true I once went on the lake with Jimmy McGrew We was drinking and smokin and things were all fine When suddenly a snatch back, something caught the line Well it would not come up, it was stuck or got snagged I caught a whale, Old Jimmy he bragged After a time, he said , for goodness sake I will have to go down there, go into the lake So Jimmy jumped in but he came back up fast He couldn’t catch his breath all wheezy and gasps I says, to Jimmy, what’s going on We gotta get out here, come on, come on Something had spooked him, that was sure clear I never seen Jimmy so taken with fear When we was back, on old Terra Fermain He was much calmer, I asked him again You won't believe what I saw, he did said There was a guy down there, standing on the bed Just standing right there with a net in his hand Stood there, right standing, his feet on the sand We went into town and he told the law They came to the lake with their frog suits and all After a while they went down for a look Then they came back for a rope and a hook One said to Jimmy, you saw him its true We understand how he scared you we do Its not what you that think, that guy is long dead Just try and get him from inside your head He ain’t stood there, standing, like a monster alive I tell you what we found when we did go dive He,s been missing for some time, Its Cornelius Peggs The thing is, that he had artificial legs They heavy from iron and got stuck in the sand Boat accident I guess from that net in his hand