From the recording Thieves In The Breadline
Drums/Percussion: Isaiah Griffin
Vocals/Keys/Organ/Bass: Steve Davis
Tenor Saxophone: Dalton Sharp
Trumpet: Paul Gaspar
Vocals/Guitar: David Michael Miller
Engineering, Mixing & Mastering: David Michael Miller at Food For The Soul Studios Clarence, NY
Choir Recording: Brian Moore at Tones Studio Rochester, NY
Consulting: Brian Moore & Nel Giraldo
Lead Vocal: Steve Davis
Horn Arrangement: David Michael Miller
Backup Vocals: Rena Williams, Jasmine Neeley, Ashley Nicole Brown, Cinnamon Jones, Steve Davis, David Michael Miller
Lyrics
Inspired by: Darick Campbell
Words & Music: David Michael Miller
You're eyes ain't working well I can tell
The way you’re feeling ‘round trying to raise some hell
If you could see the real me then you would step it back
I'm just a bare soul in a swim hole, ain't nothing wrong with that but you're
CHORUS
Black Water Fishin, Fishin
Black Water Fishin, Fishin, You can't find what you looking for
Black Water Fishin, Fishin
Black Water Fishin, Fishin, Go on and look some more
God knows where you been you better reel it in
Loving living ain’t no living sin
Splash around and you could drown trying find my stash
But I dredged the hole, cleared my soul
Go on and float on that you're
CHORUS
What you look for you are sure to find
Ain't no need to feel around, feel around all blind
Every boat wreck, every lost at sea
Come back in the daylight and I’ll tell you all for free
*Old Black Water Keep on Rolling, Mississippi Moon Won’t You Keep on Shining on