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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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