Lyrics:

It''s quiet on the river this morningAin''t nobody on the water but meAnd the sun''s comin'' on but it won''t be longFor there''s a little more wake comin'' in this creekI put the lines out in the water in the morningAnd they''ll be loaded by the end of the dayI put a trap or two in the Wolf Gut SloughThey''ll be full if I''m lucky that wayI crossed the line with that woman of mineAnd she sent me on down that wayNow I''m making noise with the alligator boysTwenty miles east of GautierThe river got outta the banks, sweet darlin''Probably up into the roots by nowBut there ain''t no harrassin'' this ole fish assassinI''m gonna get ''em in the boat somehowWe gonna fry a mess of fish in the eveningMe and whoever else is aroundAnd that baby of mine might be mad at meBut believe me, she''ll be comin'' on downI crossed the line with that woman of mineAnd she sent me on down that wayNow I''m making noise with the alligator boysTwenty miles east of GautierI crossed the line with that woman of mineAnd she sent me on down that wayNow I''m making noise with the alligator boysTwenty miles east of GautierMaking noise with the alligator boysTwenty miles east of Gautier