Lyrics:

Well, I love her
But I love to fish
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
And 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
I'm gonna miss her
Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite, that's right!

There's a chance that if I hurry
I could beg her to stay
That water's right
And the weather's perfect
No tellin' what I might catch today
So I'm gonna miss her
When I get home
But right now
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, lookie there, another bite
Yeah, I'm gonna miss her
Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite (that's right)