Verse
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you wake up in the morning with nothing to do
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just tie your shoe, bruh, ya feel ban' new
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but you watch as the big boats float past
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they're so rich and they're so fat
prechorus
B C#
and swimming in the Delta can make you laugh
B C#
when you gotta swim around all that trash
chorus:
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Bethel....Island....Ya----ah, ah ah
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Bethel....Island....Ya----ah, ah ah
verse2
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Swing beach is the place to go,
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but when the tide come we must go
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poppa got drunk and took from there
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[prechorus]
B C#
the fifties bash is a riot- I think
B C#
and the catfish race really takes the sink
[chorus]
VERSE 3
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Gramma Maury would go to church,
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then back to Post Ofiice, she would work
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Uncle Jerry was a fire fighter
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but he got fought by the lung cancer
prechorus
B C#
Uncle Mike on his Harley bike,
B C#
stole the fortune and said "goodbye!"