Fishin` Wit Fred Lyrics

Fishin` Wit Fred lyrics

1. 20 YOOPERS IN A PONTOON BOAT  

DRIVEN BY MY BUDDY MIKE 

WE'RE FISHIN’ OUT ON THE BASIN  

FOR ALLIGATOR WALLEYE PIKE 

EMIL BROUGHT HIS TV  

AND ROUTIE’S BEAGLE FRED 

HE'S TOO OLD TO DRIVE A RABBIT  

SO HE COMES FISHIN’ WITH US INSTEAD 

WE GOT LAWN CHAIRS A POKER TABLE  

AN ICE COLD KEG OF BEER 

WE'RE LOADED DOWN WITH SO MUCH STUFF  

MIKE CAN HARDLY STEER 



CHORUS: 

20 YOOPERS IN A PONTOON BOAT  

FISHIN’ FOR MOBY DICK 

DA WIFE SHE THINKS I'M WORKING  

& DA BOSS HE THINKS I'M SICK 

IT'S A PERFECT DAY FOR FISHIN’  

DRINKING BEER AND TELLING LIES 

ITS A LITTLE BIT LIKE HEAVEN  

WHEN YOU'RE FISHIN’ WIT DA GUYS 



2. MOOCH IS SHOWING DIRTY SHIRT  

THE PROPER WAY TO CAST 

HE SNAGS OLE’ NO NECK BY DA EAR  

OF COURSE NOBODY LAUGHS 

DABBER’S GRILLING VENISON STEAKS  

DA FLAMES ARE THREE FEET HIGH 

HIS FISHING HAT IS SMOLDERING  

BUT IT KEEPS AWAY DA FLIES 



MUNGO’S ON HIS FIFTEENTH BEER  

HE'S STANDING BY DA KEG 

HE DON'T KNOW FRED DA BEAGLE 

IS GOING ON HIS LEG 



(REPEAT CHORUS) 



3. A WINNEBAGO’S BOBBING BY  

IT LOOKS LIKE NOAH'S ARK 

ITS FULL OF TERRORISTS FROM OHIO  

FISHING FOR FRESHWATER SHARK 

THEY SAY SOME FOOL FORGOT DA PLUG  

THEIR BOAT SANK LIKE A ROCK 

SO THEY LAUNCHED DA WINNEBAGO  

IT BEATS FISHIN’ FROM DA DOCK 



SO WE ALL RUN UP FRONT TO LOOK  

AND DA PONTOON STARTS TO SINK 

EVERYBODY BUT FRED DA BEAGLE  

ENDS UP IN THE DRINK 



(REPEAT CHORUS)