Me and brother Bill was goin' a fishin' down to the river one day
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Had a can of worms and a willer pole a big can of minners and a lot of sourdough
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The fish were a bitin' we're gonna have fun
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Then the big man come said I'm a game warden chases me and brother Bill away
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We take 'em out of sack and throw them all back the big man him did say
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Well you gotta have a license gotta have a license
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We asked him why he replied cause you gotta have a license
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Well I'm drivin' down the open highway passin' up highway patrolman
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Let me go right along and I'd-a no do wrong trees go by me think I'm a flyin'
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I sing a little song and I have lotta fun
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Then before I know whistle blow a big man rolled my way
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He pullin' down and I'm hit the ground
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Shakin' so cause I have to know the big man him do say
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Well you gotta have a license gotta have a license
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I asked him why he replied cause you gotta have a license
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[ fiddle ]
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Well I got a little gal her name Emilou she makin' me feel a funny
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I love that gal with a big lotta noise she gave me kiss she given no joy
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Me pretty young and I wanna lotta fun
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But she tell me no watch my step she don't wanna be too gay
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She said don't I told you a lot of big times the little gal she did say
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Well we gotta have a license gotta have a license
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I asked her why she repied cause you gotta have a license
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You Gotta Have A License
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| Porter Wagoner |
