Up this morning
Before the sun
Fixed me some coffee and a honey bun

Jumped in my pickup
Gave her the gas
I'm goin' out to catch a five pound bass


Down by the lake side
Just off the ramp

All them people sleeping in their fishing camp
Some out in the pup tents
Some out on the grass

They all be dreaming 'bout that five pound bass

The early birdie always gets his worm

Me i always get my wish
When you're talking 'bout that five pound bass son
The early wormy gets the fish


Jumped in my john boat
I stow my gear

I fire her up and when i am in the clear
I sail across that water
As smooth as glass

It's ready here i come you five pound bass

I find a perfect spot

Some old dead trees
Back in a canyon where you can't feel no breeze
I tie my lure

I make my cast
It's breakfast time you five pound bass


That old sun is rising
That water is clear
I watch my lure as it's flying through the air

I see a ripple
I hear a splash
Lord have mercy it's a five pound bass


Son that's a five pound bass
Aww it's big as a god damned baby