Well I love her
                    But I love the 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 chose
                    If I hit that fishin' hole today
                    She'd be packin' all her things and she
                    be gone by noon
                    
                    Well I'm gonna miss her
                    When I get home
                    Right now I'm on this lakeshore
                    And I'm sittin' in the sun
                    I'm sure it will hit me
                    When I walk through that door tonight
                    Ya I'm gonna miss her
                    Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite
                    
                    Now theres a chance
                    If I hurry
                    I could beg her to stay
                    That waters right
                    And the weathers perfect
                    No tellin' what I might catch today
                    
                    So I'm gonna miss her
                    When I get home
                    Right now I'm on this lakeshore
                    And I'm sittin' in the sun
                    I'm sure it will hit me
                    When I walk throught that door tonight
                    Ya I'm gonna miss her
                    Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite.
                    
                    
                    
                    
                    
                     
                    
                    
                    
                     
                    
                     
                      
                      
                      
                      
                      
                    
                       
                    
                    
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