Gone Fishing

He'd been on the lake more times this month Than 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 kissin' some blonde in his backseat Had an epiphany Told myself that I had to teach that good ol' boy a lesson When the sun got settin'

He's gone fishin' 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 fishin', I'm at the bar Perfect alibi, drinkin' PBR Nobody even knows he's missin' Bet he's wishin' he'd never gone fishin'

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 a 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 heart-broke wife would do except tell the truth

He's gone fishin' 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 fishin', I'm at the bar Perfect alibi, drinkin' PBR Nobody even knows he's missin' Bet he's wishin' he'd never gone fishin' (I bet you do, baby)

Mm, 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 fishin' too

He's gone fishin' 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 fishin', I'm at the bar Perfect alibi, drinkin' PBR Nobody even knows he's missin' Bet he's wishin' he'd never gone fishin'

I bet he's wishin' Wishin' he'd never gone fishin' I bet he's wishin' Wishin' he'd never gone fishin' Wishin' he'd never gone fishin', mm-hm