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Well, I love her, but 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 this lakeshore and I'm sittin' in the sun I'm sure it'll hit me when I walk through that door tonight Yeah, I'm gonna miss her, oh looky there, I've got a bite
[ guitar - steel ] 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
So I'm gonna miss her... Yeah, I'm gonna miss her, oh looky there, I've got a bite (I B Emerson) |
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