ITS THE SECOND WEEK OF DEER CAMP AT CHICKENBUCK
Dave's GOT A SWOLLEN HEAD
He's LYING WITH THE DUST BALLS
UNDERNEATH his BED
AN ICY BREEZE IS BLOWING IN
THROUGH THE TONGUE AND GROOVE
Tzones PANTS ARE FROZEN TO THE FLOOR
AND he's TOO SICK TO MOVE
He DIDN'T DRINK TOO MANY
ONLY THIRTY CANS OF BEER
IT MUST HAVE BEEN THAT LAST SHOT
THAT PUT him UNDER HERE
CHORUS:
IT'S THE SECOND WEEK OF DEER CAMP
AND ALL THE gang is HERE
they DRINK PLAY CARDS AND SHOOT THE BULL
BUT NEVER SHOOT NO DEER
THE ONLY TIME they LEAVE THE CAMP
IS WHEN they GO FOR BEER
THE SECOND WEEK OF DEER CAMP
IS THE GREATEST TIME OF YEAR
I REMEMBER PLAYING POKER
THAT WEEZY MUSTA WON
SHE'S WEARING MY NEW SWAMPERS
AND SLEEPING WITH MY GUN
RWS SNORING LIKE A CHAIN SAW
THE CAMP SMELLS LIKE A DUMP
SOMEONE'S DIRTY UNDERWEAR
IS HANGING ON THE PUMP
Colorado's IN THE WOOD BOX
EENERS PASSED OUT ON THE STOVE
HIS Fur coat IS SMOKING
I WONDER IF HE KNOWS
CHORUS
Dusty's CRAWLING THROUGH THE DOOR
I THINK he GOT FROSTBITE
HE PASSED OUT IN THE OUTHOUSE
AND HE'S BEEN THERE SINCE LAST NIGHT
THEN Muffy STUMBLES THROUGH THE DOOR
HE SAYS she GOT A BUCK
She WAS COMING FROM THE WAYSIDE
AND she KILLED IT WITH her TRUCK
THEN Bangflop CRACKS A BEER AND SAYS
ITS TIME TO CELEBRATE
Muffy GOT THE FIRST BUCK
SINCE 1968
CHORUS
Now CHickenbuck can have it's own theme song.
