Catch and Release

Well I woke up this mornin' bout' a quarter past four I grabbed a cap and bag and slipped out the door Hooked up my tracker, to the U-haul hitch I went and picked up Vince and we headed out to peep the sitch Figured we'd try to get into some smallies in the clear water Prayin' there wasn't nothin' to get snagged up on So we're cruising somewhere near Livingston I had some herb in my bowl and I lit it again I was jabbered at the jaw and crimson in the eye On the way to Dale Hollow I was floating like a butterfly (then I got stung by a bee) I had to squeeze the mustard, uncle Vinnie said "wow" Then I saw the lights flash and my heart sank down And a man strolled up, with a real nice lean And I rolled down my window and he smelled my weed He said "I'm officer Looper the Tennessee state trooper And I'll take your license and your registration and your grass" I guess it was only a matter of time He said, "Where you headin'?", I said to catch some bass He said, "Step on out under my magnifying glass" He made me watch his fingers and touch my nose Then he made me count to 30 but then he let me go Made my day. I reckon it was a little catch and release So that there's my story and I want you to know If you're gonna go fishing ya better take it slow Better look both ways and keep'er in line Let this be a lesson to you and your partners in crime Always watch your six and nine, Don't roll through the stop signs You don't always need to make the verses rhyme Don't be mixing liquor with your wine If you feel so inclined, keep me in mind And by the way, only break one law at a time