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
That I`m gonna miss her
Oh, lookie there, I`ve got a 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 this 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 there, I`ve got a bite
Yeah, I`m gonna miss her
Oh, lookie there, I`ve got a bite