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