Biography:
Waco, Texas, Estados Unidos
Steve Martin (nascido em 14 de agosto de 1945 em Waco, Texas, Estados Unidos) é um popular comediante, roteirista, ator e músico.
Martin nasceu no Texas, mas cresceu em Garden Grove, Califórnia. Desde o seu primeiro trabalho notável de entretenimento como um escritor para o show American comédia "The Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour" e suas aparições subseqüentes no "Saturday Night Live", Martin foi um dos comediantes mais famosos nos Estados Unidos, especialmente durante o meados da década de 1970.
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Other songs:
- Tonight You Belong To Me
- Tonight You Belong To Me (from The Jerk)
- You Belong To Me
- All Night Long
- Atheists Dont Have No Songs
- Caroline
- Friend Of Mine
- If You Knew My Story
- King Tut
- More Bad Weather On The Way
- Pretty Flower
- Pretty Flowers
- Pretty Little One
- Sarah Jane And The Iron Mountain Baby
- Siamese Cat
- The Grandmother Song
- Yellow Backed Fly
- Yellow
- You
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[INTRO]
D A D A D A D A G D G D G D G A
[VERSE 1]
D A D A
Carolina time, grab the fishing line
D A D A
Gonna get old Jim with the yellow-backed fly
G D G D
Bought it in a store, paid a little more
G D G A
Gonna catch that fish with the yellow-backed fly
[VERSE 2]
D A D A
Tried it last June with a lit firefly
D A D A
Layed it on the water with a perfect bullseye
G D G D
Jim made a splash, gone in a flash
G D G A
Beneath the water I heard him laugh
[CHORUS 1]
D G D
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn
A
Gonna catch old Jim with the Yellow-Backed Fly
D G D
Gonna catch him right, gonna catch him quick
C D
Take him by surprise at the bottom of the crick
[BREAK]
D A D A D A D A G D G D G D G A
[VERSE 3]
D A D A
He lives beneath a rock, underneath the shade
D A D A
I will have him made with the yellow-backed fly
G D G D
Here I am at last, lying in the grass
G D G A
A quiet little cast with the yellow-backed fly
[CHORUS 2]
D G D
Felt a little tug, well Jim had bit the bug
A
Then I let him run with the yellow-backed fly
D G D
Jumped up on the land, spit it in my hand
C D
He said "Nice try with the yellow-backed fly"
[BREAK]
D G D A D G D C D
C D C D C D C D C D C D
[VERSE 4]
D A D A
Then he swam away, I gave him a farewell
D A D A
Now I'm going home with a story to tell
G D G D
I put the truck in gear, I'll be back next year
G D G A
Gonna make a fly with a hypnotizing eye
[CHORUS 3]
D G D
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn
A
Gonna catch old Jim with the yellow-backed fly
D G D
Twenty inches long, measured with a stick
C D
He's old Jim but to me he's Moby Dick
[CHORUS 3]
D G D
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn
A
Gonna catch old Jim with the yellow-backed fly
D G D
Twenty inches long, measured with a stick
C D
He's old Jim but to me he's Moby Dick
[OUTRO]
D A D A D A D A G D G D G D G A
D A D A D A D A G D G D G D G A
[VERSE 1]
D A D A
Carolina time, grab the fishing line
D A D A
Gonna get old Jim with the yellow-backed fly
G D G D
Bought it in a store, paid a little more
G D G A
Gonna catch that fish with the yellow-backed fly
[VERSE 2]
D A D A
Tried it last June with a lit firefly
D A D A
Layed it on the water with a perfect bullseye
G D G D
Jim made a splash, gone in a flash
G D G A
Beneath the water I heard him laugh
[CHORUS 1]
D G D
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn
A
Gonna catch old Jim with the Yellow-Backed Fly
D G D
Gonna catch him right, gonna catch him quick
C D
Take him by surprise at the bottom of the crick
[BREAK]
D A D A D A D A G D G D G D G A
[VERSE 3]
D A D A
He lives beneath a rock, underneath the shade
D A D A
I will have him made with the yellow-backed fly
G D G D
Here I am at last, lying in the grass
G D G A
A quiet little cast with the yellow-backed fly
[CHORUS 2]
D G D
Felt a little tug, well Jim had bit the bug
A
Then I let him run with the yellow-backed fly
D G D
Jumped up on the land, spit it in my hand
C D
He said "Nice try with the yellow-backed fly"
[BREAK]
D G D A D G D C D
C D C D C D C D C D C D
[VERSE 4]
D A D A
Then he swam away, I gave him a farewell
D A D A
Now I'm going home with a story to tell
G D G D
I put the truck in gear, I'll be back next year
G D G A
Gonna make a fly with a hypnotizing eye
[CHORUS 3]
D G D
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn
A
Gonna catch old Jim with the yellow-backed fly
D G D
Twenty inches long, measured with a stick
C D
He's old Jim but to me he's Moby Dick
[CHORUS 3]
D G D
I go at six am, quiet as a hymn
A
Gonna catch old Jim with the yellow-backed fly
D G D
Twenty inches long, measured with a stick
C D
He's old Jim but to me he's Moby Dick
[OUTRO]
D A D A D A D A G D G D G D G A
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