Well I love her
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But I love to fish
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I spend all day out on this lake
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And hell is all I catch
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Today she met me at the door
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Said I would have to choose
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If I hit that fishin' hole today
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She'd be packin' all her things
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And she'd be gone by noon
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Well I'm gonna miss her
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When I get home
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But right now I'm on this lakeshore
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And I'm sittin' in the sun
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I'm sure it'll hit me
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When I walk through that door tonight
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That I'm gonna miss her
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Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite
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Now there's a chance that if I hurry
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I could beg her to stay
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But that water's right
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And the weather's perfect
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No tellin' what I might catch today
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Well I'm gonna miss her
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When I get home
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But right now I'm on this lakeshore
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And I'm sittin' in the sun
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I'm sure it'll hit me
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When I walk through that door tonight
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That I'm gonna miss her
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Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite
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Yeah, I'm gonna miss her
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Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite
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I'm Gonna Miss Her
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| Brad Paisley |
