He had what men wanted
He knew what they hunted
A gold fly rod would be a heck of a deal.
As he approached the spring, it was a heck of a thing, a young man was slaying the trout.
He approached the boy with an evil grin but wasn't prepared for such a rout.
"I bet you didn't know it, but I'm a fly fisherman too.
If you're wishin'
then we'll do some fishin'
We'll have a contest, just me and you."
"I've got this golden fly rod, and if you better my best,
it could be yours
you can't buy one in stores
But be warned, I have beat all the rest."
"All you have to do is put up your soul, and it's not like you're fishing for dinner.
There are no second chances,
when you're all out of dances
But from what I have seen, you could be the first winner."
The boy said "My name's Austin, and I'm from the Show-Me State
You're a heck of a talker
You must me a Jayhawker
Losing that fly rod will be something you hate."
The devil opened up his tube and his five weight looked like fire.
But it was made of bamboo,
was a good one too,
and was something all fishermen desired.
He double hauled and mended, he even cast left handed.
Each rainbow fell,
went straight to hell,
with a 19 inch being the best he landed.
When the devil was done, Austin said "I think you're point is clear
I've seen this act,
you're just a hack.
Now have a seat on the handicap pier."
He caught a fish on every cast and he caught them all on dries.
They were 20 inches and over and the devil couldn't believe his eyes.
He caught them off the spillway, and he caught them near the spring,
The devil was amazed, it was simply the craziest thing.
The devil cursed and kicked some rocks because he knew he hadn't won,
giving away a golden fly rod was something he had never done.
Austin said, "We can go to Roaring River, if you want to make a deal.
Double or nothin' seems like it would be fair, cause now I need a golden reel."
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