
(Verse 1) In the heart of Tassie, where the air is cool and clean, There's a little slice of heaven, if you know what I mean. The Central Highlands callin', it's where the anglers play, With trout so big, they'll make your troubles float away! (Chorus) Oh, Great Lake, you're the place to be, With fly rods castin', and fishin' free. Hydroelectric, trout-tastic delight, In the Central Highlands, every day feels right! (Verse 2) The shacks are cozy, right on the shore, Where the fish tales grow and the trout do soar. Fly fishers gather with a twinkle in their eye, Swap tales of the one that always gets away—oh my! (Chorus) Oh, Great Lake, you're the place to be, With fly rods castin', and fishin' free. Hydroelectric, trout-tastic delight, In the Central Highlands, every day feels right! (Bridge) There are deer in the distance, prancing with flair, But the fish are our focus, we’ve got rods to prepare! The mountains stand tall, and the stars shine bright, It's a fisherman's dream, from dawn till night. (Verse 3) So bring your gear, and bring your cheer, The trout are jumpin', there's no need to fear. In the Central Highlands, life’s a merry go-round, With trout in the water and deer all around! (Chorus) Oh, Great Lake, you're the place to be, With fly rods castin', and fishin' free. Hydroelectric, trout-tastic delight, In the Central Highlands, every day feels right! (Outro) So let’s toast to the lake, and the trout, and the cheer, To the fly fishers’ paradise, we hold so dear. In the Central Highlands, where the waters are clear, We’ll fish and laugh, year after year!
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