I'm an old redneck, just fish and chew
Mobile home and rusted pickup, that I make do
Retired farmer, nippin' on gin,
Searchin' for fish bait, it's keepin me thin..

I'm just - lookin' for grubs in all the damp places
Lookin' for grubs, with black eyes, no faces
Scoutin' for worms - for my fish oasis,
In back - yards - under tu-ubs..
Hopin' to find some big juicy fat ones
Out on the lawn, or under the mat ones
Yeah - -
lookin' for grubs..

I'm an old loner, no love at night
Just poke 'neath rotten wood, or anywhere they'll hide
Old Shep's a companion, the social life's slim
He takes care of me, and I take care of him...

We go..lookin' for grubs in all the good places
Lookin' for grubs, they're like poker aces
Pimps up the pulse, and quickens the paces
Beneath - that - moon abo-ove
Lift an old wheel..and find squirmy scat ones
'morrow, - I'll - catch me some cat ones,
Fish'n - lookin' for grubs

Fish'n - lookin' for grubs