We're hungry we're hungry, for fish tonight But no fish are biting for these two little fishers. The sun beats down, and the kids begin to lose hope, when suddenly an apple, then two, then dozens come floating down the stream A generous tree upstream has dropped its apples just in time to save the day. Brother and sister fill their nets and come home with a request for apple pie instead of a fish fry Told in down-home, toe-tapping rhyme, this fishin'...