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Gone Fishin? lyrics
Woke up this mornin' my head in a fog
Got up to pee, tripped over the dog
My wife was snorin', rolled onto her side
I got dressed and I walked outside
Got in my truck to drive to my job
Hit the road to join the rat-race mob
Got on the freeway then wondered what for
It dawned on me I don't work anymore
CHORUS- Some days it don't pay to get outta bed
Should've listened to the voice inside my head (it said)
"It's time to chase your worries away," you know
I should've gone fishin' today
Guess it was instinct or senility
That made me think things were like they used to be
When you drive to work for thirty odd years
It's hard to sit back and stop shiftin' gears
Checked all the exits to get off the road
Wanted to turn around and head back home
The freeway was packed and my brakes soon slammed
Trapped in a rush-hour traffic jam
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Earl Brenneman
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