I was drivin’ ‘round down south Louisiana, Stopped in a town called Galliano. Saw a sign on a church that said “A Fish Fry tonight”. A little old Cajun preacher was preachin’, Reminded me of an old camp meetin’. He brought St. Matthew four nineteen to life. He said:
Refrein: I catch ‘em, God cleans ‘em. I bait the hook with the love of the Kingdom. I’ve been called to be a fisher of men. I catch ‘em, God cleans ‘em. Heaven knows He saves every soul that believes Him. I reel ‘em in and He washes away their sin.
It didn’t take long for him to catch my attention. He was long on grace and short on religion. He said a prayer and that was all that she wrote. He said amen, and God as my witness, I fell in that big ol’ net of forgiveness. And before I knew it, we were all in the same boat. He said:Refrein