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He'd been on the lake more times this month
Then all last year combined
I didn't think much of it 'til he stayed out there all night
So I drove out to Percy Priest
Found him kissing some blonde in his back seat
Had an epiphany
Told myself that I
Had to teach that good ol' boy a lesson when the sun got setting
He's gone fishing out in the dark
Wasn't hard to fit him in the trunk of my car
Had to scrub down the dock and his tackle box
Used a whole damn gallon of Clorox
He's gone fishing, I'm at the bar
Perfect alibi, drinking PBR
Nobody even knows he's missing
Bet he's wishing
He'd never gone fishing
I'll give it a couple days and then I'll call the cops
Say that I ain't seen him since he walked out with his Zebco rod
Try to cry a tear or two when I'm interviewed on the local news
Join the search crew
Beg 'em not to call it off
Do everything a heartbroke wife would do
Except tell the truth
He's gone fishing out in the dark
Wasn't hard to fit him in the trunk of my car
Had to scrub down the dock and his tackle box
Used a whole damn gallon of Clorox
He's gone fishing, I'm at the bar
Perfect alibi, drinking PBR
Nobody even knows he's missing
Bet he's wishing
He'd never gone fishing
(I bet you do, baby)
Mm, it's a real small town
I'm sure I'll see that blonde around
I wouldn't be surprised if out of the blue
It turns out she's gone fishing too
He's gone fishing out in the dark
Wasn't hard to fit him in the trunk of my car
Had to scrub down the dock and his tackle box
Used a whole damn gallon of Clorox
He's gone fishing, I'm at the bar
Perfect alibi, drinking PBR
Nobody even knows he's missing
Bet he's wishing
He'd never gone fishing
I bet he's wishing