
[Verse 1] Mist slowly rising from the lake There's nothing here that's fake Sun peeking over the pines Carolina morning is so fine [Verse 2] The fish are jumping for food Tree frogs singing set the mood Bait my hook and cast my line Fishing There's no better pastime [Chorus] Beneath a Carolina blue sky The beauty will make you sigh A can of worms and fishing rod Had to be created by God The joy when you bring one in You're so happy it feels like sin It just makes you sing a song It's so fulfilling must be wrong [Bridge] Living this life such a delight Want to stay day and night So it's the weekend at the lake Monday morning has to wait [Guitar solo] [Verse 3] The smell of the camp fire Potatoes and onions in the air No better smell to be found It's worth sleeping on the ground [Verse 4] Half dozen fish on the stringer Life couldn't get much sweeter Fish in the pan to be fried Lovely wife is by your side [Chorus] [Verse 5] The weekend is almost over Time to go home and recover At work but mind on the lake Waiting for the next trip to take [Chorus] [Fade to end]
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