well i love her

And i love to fish

I spend all day out on this lake

And hell is all i catch

Today she met me at the door

Said i would have to choose

If i hit that fishin' hole today

She'd be packin' all her things

And she'd be gone by noon



Well i'm gonna miss her

When i get home

But right now i'm on the lakeshore

And i'm sittin' in the sun

I'm sure it'll hit me

When i walk through that door tonight

That i'm gonna miss her

Oh, lookie here, i've gotta bite



Now there's a chance that if i hurry

I could beg her to stay

But that water's right

And the weather's perfect

No tellin' what i might catch today



Well i'm gonna miss her

When i get home

But right now i'm on the lakeshore

And i'm sittin' in the sun

I'm sure it'll hit me

When i walk through that door tonight

That i'm gonna miss her

Oh, lookie here, i've gotta bite




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