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Lyricist: Brad Paisley
Lyrics:
Well, I love her But I love to fish I spend all day out on this lake And hell is all I catch But 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 lake shore 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, looking there, I've got a bite (alright)
Now, 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 on this lake shore 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, looking there, another bite Yeah, I'm gonna miss her Oh, looking there, I've got a bite
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