Oops, I've been on the road for 2 weeks and don't do much loggin' on.
Let's see..I don't know how to do the chord thingy, but we can try this. You have the words, right?
First verse and chorus.

Well, my grandpa (C) gave me his old fishin' (C7) pole,
But we (F) didn't have a fishin' hole,
But that (C) didn't matter, didn't bother either of us (G/G7).
We'd sit (C) out there on the old front(C7) porch
With a rusty (F) can full of kernel corn,
We'd bait (C) our hooks and cast (G7) out in the dust (C/C7)

Fishin' for chickens (F) tryin' to catch a big (C) 'un
White (G) ones, black ones, yellow ones, red ones,
Don't (C) matter just as long as I get one (C7)
If Mama finds out(F) gonna catch another lickin'(C/Am)
Mama(D7) don't like nobody(G) fishin' for chickens(C)

All credit for this song goes to my buddy Hobo Jim Varsos, the pride of Alaska.

Seamus