The crickets are singing the blue gills are biting
The firefly's are flashing with all of their might
Just forty-odd mile from the Rio Palm Isle
The whole gangs gone fishing on a full moonlit night

We get high on the lake and we float down the river
Get off on the back roads get lost in the woods
Very deep in the heart of Uncertain Texas
I've tried hard to leave here but never did could

Tomorrow we're having the world's largest fish fry
Eat catfish and crappie till they come out our ears
Have it made in the shade of a sleepy pine thicket
Get covered up in chiggers and drink ten tubs of beer

We get high on the lake and we float down the river
Get off on the back roads get lost in the woods
Very deep in the heart of Uncertain Texas
I've tried hard to leave here but never did could

Give me a guitar and a long legged girl
A dime bag of dirt weed and a six pack of pearl
You take 59 Highway cross the Cass county line
That's where you'll find me way back in the pine

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Writer(s): Richard Dobson, Rodney Crowell