Lyrics

Boss said son that's it you're fired And he gave me the hook I grabbed that cardboard box Took one last look At what my life used to be Before he set me free Put the pedal down grabbed a bait caster And some watermelon seeds And I took that five minute drive To the quick stop for ice Grab Canadian crawlers And a case of Miller Lite Now I got more bass in the tank Them cats on the bank Dip lip in my crank More buzz in my bait When you ask me how I'm dealing I'm reeling Yeah I'm reeling By the time I got home Those stars came out I Found a suitcase and a note Over by the couch That said your sleeping here Til you get it in gear I took that as a sign That the coast must be clear And I took that five minute drive To the quick stop for ice Grab Canadian crawlers And a case of Miller Lite Now I got more bass in the tank Them cats on the bank Dip lip in my crank More buzz in my bait When you ask me how I'm dealing I'm reeling In that big one Up underneath that hot sun Tackle box riding shotgun Problems I got none It's hard to think about the past When all you want is one more cast And I took that five minute drive To the quick stop for ice Grab Canadian crawlers And a case of Miller Lite Now I got more bass in the tank Them cats on the bank Dip lip in my crank More buzz in my bait When you ask me how I'm dealing I'll say it's all part of the healing When you're Reeling Yeah I'm reeling I'm reeling
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