Zack wrote on Oct 17
th, 2010 at 2:22pm:
Just mentioning I mentioned Bloomfield in post #13.
Lefty is correct as usual; Bloomfield and Bishop were both in the band for the first two albums. The title of the third Butterfield album, the Resurrection of Pigboy Crabshaw, was a reference to Elvin's nickname and the fact that he was stepping up to be first guitarist. They also hired a big horn section for that album.
Elvin is also immortalized in the Charlie Daniels Band's The South's Gonna Do It Again as "sitting on a bale of hay/He ain't good looking but he sure can play."
love his fillmore records and once he left the blues for capricorn he certainly composed the greatest song bout fishin!!!
Boy, it sure is a nice day today.
I believe I’ll go back out in the garden
and dig me up some worms…
and go fishin’!
Alright, I got me a nice little spot picked out down there on the crick.
Boy, them perch is bitin' like crazy. Yessir. Powerful.
I'm goin' fish-fish, fish-fish, fish-fish, fishin'.
I'm goin' fishin', hook, sinker, an' line.
I said, fish-fish, fish-fish, fish-fish, fishin'....
Boy, I’m a-goin’ fishin’ just to ease my mind.
Ya know, some folks say that fishin' on a Sunday's a sin.
I don’t believe in that though…
If a fish bite my line on a Sunday, I'm gonna reel 'im on in. (haha)
I Believe I'll take 'em on home, fry 'em up good an' have a ball....
‘Cause I don't see nothin wrong with fishin’ on Sunday at all. (haha)
I'm goin' fish-fish, fish-fish, fish-fish, fishin'.
Boy, I'm goin' fishin', hook, sinker, an' line.
I said, fish-fish, fish-fish, fish-fish, fishin'. (hahaha)
Yes, I’m a-goin’ fishin’ just to ease my mind.
Alright! ~Instrumental Interlude~
I’ll take my pole and my jug, down to the river,
Gonna sit up on the bank,
Every time the fish starts to nibble,
I’m gonna take me another drink.
I'm goin' fish-fish, fish-fish, fish-fish, fishin'.
Yes, I'm goin' fishin', hook, sinker, an' line. Woo!
I said, fish-fish, fish-fish, fish-fish, fishin'. (hahaha)
Yes Lord, I’m goin’ fishin’ just to ease my mind.
Now see there, look at this big ol’ string of fish.
Ol’ Charlie ‘n them tried to tell me I wouldn’t catch nothin’
Look at the catfish on the end. Woo! He’s a big one.
I’m gonna get the whole neighborhood over here
And fry these up, sit ‘n have a good ol’ fish fry, yessir.
Ooh, it’s startin’ to smell good already. Yessir.
Hey, bust out a couple bottles a ketchup, salt’n’pepper,
A couple a loaves of bread, an’
We’ll just have a time here tonight. Yessir.
Get that old boy next door
To come play his fiddle for us…
Send ol Charlie Daniels out for a
Couple bottles of Corn Liquor, will ya…
Aww, here he comes back with it…
Eh, hand me a tall glass, darlin’,
And about two more a’ those fish sandwiches…
{Fading off} Woo, this sure is good…
I aint had this much fun,
in about a hundred years…
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