ITS THE SECOND WEEK OF DEER CAMP I GOT A SWOLLEN HEAD I'M LYING WITH THE DUST BALLS UNDERNEATH MY BED
AN ICY BREEZE IS BLOWING IN THROUGH THE TONGUE AND GROOVE MY PANTS ARE FROZEN TO THE FLOOR AND I'M TOO SICK TO MOVE
I DIDN'T DRINK TOO MANY ONLY THIRTY CANS OF BEER IT MUST HAVE BEEN THAT LAST SHOT THAT PUT ME UNDER HERE
CHORUS: IT'S THE SECOND WEEK OF DEER CAMP AND ALL THE GUYS ARE HERE WE DRINK PLAY CARDS AND SHOOT THE BULL BUT NEVER SHOOT NO DEER THE ONLY TIME WE LEAVE THE CAMP IS WHEN WE GO FOR BEER THE SECOND WEEK OF DEER CAMP IS THE GREATEST TIME OF YEAR
I REMEMBER PLAYING POKER THAT WEASEL MUSTA WON HE'S WEARING MY NEW SWAMPERS AND SLEEPING WITH MY GUN
HE'S SNORING LIKE A CHAIN SAW THE CAMP SMELLS LIKE A DUMP SOMEONE'S DIRTY UNDERWEAR IS HANGING ON THE PUMP
MUKKU’S IN THE WOOD BOX EENER’S PASSED OUT ON THE STOVE HIS FLANNEL SHIRT IS SMOKING I WONDER IF HE KNOWS
CHORUS
VITO’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 GOOFUS STUMBLES THROUGH THE DOOR HE SAYS HE GOT A BUCK HE WAS COMING FROM THE WAYSIDE AND HE KILLED IT WITH HIS TRUCK
THEN MUUSTI CRACKS A BEER AND SAYS ITS TIME TO CELEBRATE GOOFUS GOT THE FIRST BUCK SINCE 1968
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AN ICY BREEZE IS BLOWING IN THROUGH THE TONGUE AND GROOVE MY PANTS ARE FROZEN TO THE FLOOR AND I'M TOO SICK TO MOVE
I DIDN'T DRINK TOO MANY ONLY THIRTY CANS OF BEER IT MUST HAVE BEEN THAT LAST SHOT THAT PUT ME UNDER HERE
CHORUS: IT'S THE SECOND WEEK OF DEER CAMP AND ALL THE GUYS ARE HERE WE DRINK PLAY CARDS AND SHOOT THE BULL BUT NEVER SHOOT NO DEER THE ONLY TIME WE LEAVE THE CAMP IS WHEN WE GO FOR BEER THE SECOND WEEK OF DEER CAMP IS THE GREATEST TIME OF YEAR
I REMEMBER PLAYING POKER THAT WEASEL MUSTA WON HE'S WEARING MY NEW SWAMPERS AND SLEEPING WITH MY GUN
HE'S SNORING LIKE A CHAIN SAW THE CAMP SMELLS LIKE A DUMP SOMEONE'S DIRTY UNDERWEAR IS HANGING ON THE PUMP
MUKKU’S IN THE WOOD BOX EENER’S PASSED OUT ON THE STOVE HIS FLANNEL SHIRT IS SMOKING I WONDER IF HE KNOWS
CHORUS
VITO’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 GOOFUS STUMBLES THROUGH THE DOOR HE SAYS HE GOT A BUCK HE WAS COMING FROM THE WAYSIDE AND HE KILLED IT WITH HIS TRUCK
THEN MUUSTI CRACKS A BEER AND SAYS ITS TIME TO CELEBRATE GOOFUS GOT THE FIRST BUCK SINCE 1968
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