Some people have a ways of tellin' things that couldn't be true I guess I'm one of those jokers because I've told a few Like the guy that goes out fishin' you can always hear him say I got a few bites but my luck wasn't right and the big one got away Now I like to go out fishin' for the different kind of fish you see Collectin' beautiful women that's the kind of sport for me But I lost my blue-ribbon baby like the fisherman I'm gonna say I had her right in my lap but the line must have snapped and the big one got away [ fiddle - guitar ] I've got a way with women I know the right bait to toss I know where to cast my lure for sure and get my line across Well I really snagged a rare one I wish you could have seen her play I came very near to the catch of the year but the big one got away I knew I hooked a dandy when that beauty took a hold of my line What a trophy to sit by my fireside just to show the friends of mine Well she took my hook line and sinker but I couldn't reel her in to stay I can catch my limit of everyday beauties but the big one got away But the big one got away