Jeff Doering

Jeff Doering

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Unique - General | Marsden, Saskatchewan, Canada
Total Song Plays: 2,876   
Member Since: 2007
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57

Lyrics

The sun was shining all around us as we stepped up to the tee
No clouds grace the skies above ? and beers mix well with heat
Mitch undid the strap somewhere around the 16th green
And Rosy dropped the pedal and drove the golf cart ?to the trees

Golf carts and oven beers, lock the door Helgi?s here
Lidsky just fell over on the floor
Oly?s getting tipsy there with Larry Carter ? quite a pair
The booze is gone and now they search for more

Well we were driving out to Eston in a heat unknown to man
Kleppe?s car don?t got A/C, we?re lucky there?s a fan
We drank some beers and played the songs beneath a summer sky
I caught him coming from the bathroom but he?ll tell you it?s a lie

Golf carts and oven beers, cold pizza ? no one?s here
Just open up the box and take a bite
I say I saw you through the window there ? he gave me just a little stare
Through glass he thought I couldn?t see the light

Well we were drinking hard at Christmas time with all the boys in town
I didn?t know I?d tapped the KIFF and Helgi stared me down
We go real drunk and stoned and played the dice game for the loot
Where the straightest man goes crooked, we?re all in ca-fuckin-hoots

Golf carts and oven beers, Klep made me lose a tear
Telling tales and talking Joe-a-nese
Henny just came into town, lets drink a yard of whiskey down
And twist the biggest party that I?ve seen

Well we were helping Rosy move, it was Saturday afternoon
Kleppe showed up just in time to drink the cold beers too
We were out in the backyard and I can still hear Kleppes say
Hey Nanc? I got one in the oven will you bring it by this way?

Golf carts and oven beers, only the strong don?t fear
The things that always happen with the boys
You?ll know that we?re fuckin? pissed when you hear all the pounding fists
That echo with the EH?s! to make the noise

Song Length
3:35
Genres
Folk - Country, Country - General
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal


Language
English

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