Well I woke up this morning 'bout a quarter past 4 I grabbed my cap and my bag and slipped out the door I hooked up my tracker to the U-haul hitch Went and picked up Vince and we headed out to peep the sitch' ...Figured we'd try to go get into some smallies in the clear water... Praying there wasn't nothin' to get snagged up on So we're cruisin' somewhere near Livingston I had some herb in my bowl and I lit it again I was jabbered in the jaw and crimson in the eye On the way to Dale Hollow I was floatin' like a butterfly Then I got stung by a bee Had to squeeze the mustard, uncle Vinnie said "wow" I saw then I saw the lights flash and my heart sank down Then a man strolled up with a real nice lean And I rolled down my window and he smelled my weed He said "I'm officer Looper the Tennessee state trooper and I'll take your license And your registration And your grass." I guess it was only a matter of time He said "where you headin'?" I said "to catch some bass" He said "step on out under my magnifying glass" He made me watch his fingers and touch my nose Then he made me count to 30 but then he let me go Made my day I reckon it was a little catch and release So that there's my story and I want you to know If you're gonna go fishin' ya better take her slow Better look both ways and keep her in line Let this be a lesson to you and your partners in crime: Always watch your six and nine Don't roll through the stop sign You don't always need to make the verses rhyme Don't be mixin' liquor with your wine If you feel so inclined, keep me in mind And by the way only break one law at a time