| I had already stopped by the bait shop
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| Filled up the cooler and the tank and the tackle box
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| Weatherman calling for cloudy and eighty-two
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| Sun down it’s a full moon
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| I had my old red danger all shined up
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| My good rods and a better day lined up
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| I was ready to go
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| And it turned out she was too
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| So now I’m sitting in a bar instead of fishing on a river
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| Wetting my whistle instead of wetting my line
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| Catching me a buzz not catching me a bass
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| Running up the tab instead of that mercury twenty-five
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| I don’t know where it all went wrong
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| But all I know is that girl’s gone
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| And a honey hole ain’t gonna help me for get her
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| So now I’m sitting in a bar instead of fishing on a river
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| Had already made up her goodbye mind
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| Took her things left me nothing but the tail lights
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| They say the neon and the jukebox helps the leaving
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| And that’s the reason that I’m
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| Sitting in a bar instead of fishing on a river
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| Wetting my whistle instead of wetting my line
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| Catching me a buzz not catching me a bass
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| Running up the tab instead of that mercury twenty-five
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| I don’t know where it all went wrong
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| But all I know is that girl’s gone
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| And a honey hole ain’t gonna help me for get her
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| So now I’m sitting in a bar instead of fishing on a river
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| I outta be tired of throwing them back by now
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| But there I am letting her go
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| Throwing them back right now
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| Sitting in a bar instead of fishing on a river
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| Sitting in a bar instead of fishing on a river
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| (Wishing I was with her)
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| Sitting in a bar instead of fishing on a river
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| Wetting my whistle instead of wetting my line
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| Catching me a buzz not catching me a bass
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| Running up the tab instead of that mercury twenty-five
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| I don’t know where it all went wrong
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| But all I know is that girl’s gone
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| And a honey hole ain’t gonna help me for get her
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| So now I’m sitting in a bar instead of fishing on a river |