Bananas At Large

Bananas At Large - Turdy Point Buck lyrics

rate me

background noise: sipping beer,

chorus of laughs and belches, general yooper noises

lemmie tell ya dat

and you know it's not so much the heat as it is the gosh darn humidity

you know dat

you know when you sit there in the bed and you're just

sweaty you know and you go to reach for the water on

the nightstand and ya slide right out of bed, and the wife says

"stop making so much noise you're waking me up, go to sleep"

well lemmie tell ya

times like that make me feel like movin up north ya know

good idea

yeah i'd do it too

course then i couldn't watch the Packers ya know, the Packers are

gosh i like the Packers, i'd do anything for the Packers

who can forget Vince Lombardi ya know, back in the glory years, not me boy

ya know

yeah well anyhow

gettin to be that time of year eh?

yeah i'm a deer hunter how do you do

i got this deer huntin rappin tale for you

i'm so excited, it's my favorite time of year

i love to freeze my buns chasin trophy deer

but don't clap your hands to the stompin of the feet

cause ya he's like me he can't keep a steady beat no

i got this great big knife cause the hunting is my life

it's my chance to drink beer and get away from the wife

it's the boys night out acting stupidly

say now baby baby don't you think maybe how bout you and me yeah

well we partied all night never made it to our bunks and

i was sittin in the tree stand on the tree dead drunk

windmill blowin 45, temp thirty below,

i was freezin to death, then it started to snow

so i got down from the tree stand start headin for the truck

and thats when i seen it there, the turdy point buck

the turdy point buck?

turdy point buck (5x)

well he was eight foot tall,

weighed twelve thousand pounds,

with every step there was a shakin' on the ground

he was so rutiful so beautiful

strutted right out of my dreams,

he was created by God just for outdoor magazines

now i'm not much for thinkin, no i don't do it often

but i had an idea

to put that turdy pointer in his coffin

turdy point buck

hh

turdy point buck

i couldn't get to my grenades

the howitzer was in the shop

my stomache was tied into a monkey knot

ya my only hope was betty lou

she was da one

a combination AK-57 uzzie radar lasar triple barrel

double scoped heat-seakin shotgun

turdy point buck

hh

turdy point buck

turdy point buck

ya dat the women clappin' the the back dere i gotta make dat

well he was comin for me gettin bigger and bigger but

my fingers were so frozen i could not pull the trigger

i kicked off my boots fired with my big toe

i was Dirty Harry, John Wayne, and G.I. Joe

ya dat turday point buck was only 10 feet away

ya still i couldn't seem to hit him and he wouldn't run away

and after 20 minutes when the smoke cleared

there were hunters on the ground and the world's biggest deer

standing tall and proud, he looked at me and yawned (ohhhhhhh dear)

and then a flash of white, and there he was, gone

[cryin and burpin]

well seven men got up and then one fell down

a big lump of blaze orange, shakin on the ground

at first i thought he was one of the boys

but it was a no brother good in law man from illinois

only cheese-heads in here, right boys?

send him back on the next plane ya know

Did ya see the turdy pointer?

Did ya see the turdy pointer?

Did ya see the turdy pointer?

Did ya see the turdy pointer?

as we jumped into da truck

sayin i'm gonna get that turdy point buck

yeah i'm gonna get that turdy point buck

hhh

turdy point buck (5x)

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