Deer Hunting Son Of A Gun – Da Yoopers – letras

Out in da jackpines at da break of dawnWe look for a buck or a trackAt da end of da day we put our bullets awayAnd go back to our tarpaper shackWe sit in da camp by da kerosene lampAnd brag about da hunting we doneWe’re sweaty ol’ stinkin’ sauna beer drinkin’Deer hunting son of a gunsWe go in da sauna and we sit on da benchAnd start beating ourselves with a branchDen we run out bare naked and we jump in da snow bankAnd we go put on our udder pantsWe put on our shirts full of sawdust and dirtAnd we still look da same when we’re doneWe’re sweaty ol’ stinkin’ sauna beer drinkin’Deer hunting son of a gunsWe jump in da car and head for woody’s barCause we ran outta beer yesterdayDen we get stuck cause we ain’t got da truckSo we have to push all da wayWe crawl through da door and we order up fourAnd start drinkin’ ‘em down one by oneWe’re sweaty ol’ stinkin’ sauna beer drinkin’Deer hunting son of a gunsWe drink lotsa whiskey and we shoot lotsa sitWe drink till our elbows are soreDen some jack from duluth says i stepped on his bootAnd den we roll around on da floorI bite off his ear and he buys me a beerWe always have lotsa funWe’re sweaty ol’ stinkin’ sauna beer drinkin’Deer hunting son of a guns