The Fish Song - Nitty Gritty Dirrt Band - 60 bpm

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C - 
 
G - 
 
F

C
Sat here by this stony brook until the 
Am
grey day turned to 
F
dust

C
When up swam a fish with a children's book, 
G
thought that I was lost.

C
He was on his way to the salmon hop, 
Am
that's where they go to 
F
breed

C
Saw me sitting 
G
on this log and 
F
thought I'd like to 
C
read.

F
The night was 
C
cloudy but the 
F
moon he found a 
C
hole

F
Said that he felt 
C
bad for me cause I 
Am
had no place to 
G
go

Dm
Why aren't you at the harvest ball 
C
with some sweet young gal

Am
You just sit like a bump on the log and 
G
call that fish your pal.

C
Well, I told him I was an orphan, 
Am
lived here all a
F
lone

C
But many people 
G
have often tried to 
F
catch and take me 
C
home

They never caught me!

F - 
 
C - 
F - 
C - 
F - 
 
C - 
 
Am - 
 
G

C
Thought that I was a 
Am
hiding, call this log my 
F
home

C
But the fish and the moon and a 
G
sweet young gal

F
All want me for their 
C
own.

F
The night was 
C
cloudy but the 
F
moon he found a 
C
hole

F
Said that he felt 
C
bad for me 
Am
cause I had no place to 
G
go

Dm
So I met that gal at the harvest ball, 
C
she took me to her room

C
While I slept in 
G
children's dreams, the 
F
fish ran away with the 
C
moon.

F
The fish ran away with the 
C
moon

F
The fish ran away with the 
C
moon.