Seafever
Well-Known Member
Tackle Fever...with apologies to John Masefield...
I must go down to the tackleshop
Near the lonely sea and sky
And all I ask is a credit card.....there's stuff I want to buy.
And the lure's ring and the hoochy's song...the money that they're making
A happy smile on the store clerk's face.....another great day breaking...
I must go down to the tackle shop, for the call of the red-dot sale..
It's a wild call and a clear call...answered without fail
And all I ask is lot's of stock with the "on sale" tags all flying
The wife out sitting in the truck, she just can't keep from crying...
I must go down to the tackleshop, to the compulsive tackle-nut life
To the 'consumer' way and the 'ring-it-up" way where I am free of strife
And all I ask is to see the bill from a laughing fellow hoarder
And a quiet nap and a sweet dream when they've totalled up my order........
I must go down to the tackleshop
Near the lonely sea and sky
And all I ask is a credit card.....there's stuff I want to buy.
And the lure's ring and the hoochy's song...the money that they're making
A happy smile on the store clerk's face.....another great day breaking...
I must go down to the tackle shop, for the call of the red-dot sale..
It's a wild call and a clear call...answered without fail
And all I ask is lot's of stock with the "on sale" tags all flying
The wife out sitting in the truck, she just can't keep from crying...
I must go down to the tackleshop, to the compulsive tackle-nut life
To the 'consumer' way and the 'ring-it-up" way where I am free of strife
And all I ask is to see the bill from a laughing fellow hoarder
And a quiet nap and a sweet dream when they've totalled up my order........