Me and brother Bill was goin' fishin' down to the river one day
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Had a can of worms and a willer pole a big can of minners and a lot of sourdough
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The fish were a bitin' we're gonna have fun
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Then a big man come and say I'm a game warden
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And he chases me and brother Bill away
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He said take 'em out of sack and throw them all back and the big man him did say
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Boys you gotta have a license yeah you gotta have a license
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Well we asked him why and the man replied cause you gotta have a license
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Me drivin' down the open highway passin' up a highway patrolman
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Let me go right along and I'd a no do wrong trees go by me think like I'm a flyin'
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I sing a little song and I have lot of fun
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Then a whistle blow and fore I know the big man he rolled my way
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Me pull 'em down and a hit a the ground
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Shakin' so cause I have a know and the big man him do say
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Boys you gotta have a license...
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Well now I got a little gal and her name Emilou she makin' me feel a funny
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Well I love that gal with a big lotta noise she gave me a kiss but she given no joy
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Well me pretty young and I wanta lot of fun
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Well she tell me no said a watch a my step she no wanta be today
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She said don't I told you a lot of big times and the little girl her do say
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Boy you gotta have a license yeah you gotta have a license
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I asked her why and she repied cause you gotta have a license
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You Gotta Have A License
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| Buck Owens |
