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8 Miles to Fishin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Doug May
Length: 4:22
Written by: Douglas Jordan




Doug May - 8 Miles to Fishin' Lyrics




8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, hey Joe did you bring the beer

Well it's only 8 miles from here to our fishin hole
So we pack a lot of beer and maybe a fishin pole
We get over to stickys where the boat is docked
He says we might startin sober, but I know we'll finish cocked
(oh we're gonna tip a couple back anyway)

Fishing all day, well it"s harder than you think
All the casting reeling, and trying not to spill your drink
Then sticky starts complaining about how his boss is a jerk
He'll take a bad day of fishin over a good day of work

8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin
8 miles to fishin, hey Joe did you bring the beer

Some guys they spend a lot of dough to fill their tackle box, but not me and Joe
We go online cause we're both cheep you see
Just 99 cents and the shippin is free
(Naw we don't pay nothin
Sticky says it shows)

Well it's hard to tell just what lure to use
We got swim bait we got crank bait, I just get so confused
Their's so many choices and so little time, we'll take a couple pulls to help us make up our minds

Singin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, hey Joe did you bring the beer

Bungie and tilly asked real nice, so those two we took
Tilly caught herself a big one but to scared to yank the hook
So I grabbed right a hold and it gave a twitch you see
She might have caught the fish but the fish just caught me
(Oh right through my finger
Look at that thing, nasty)

Well Bubgie was laughing and Tilly was crying
Joe had the pliers, and on that hook he was prying
I was just standing there trying hard not to cry
It's got to be the sun, this ain't a tear in my eye

Singin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin
8 miles to fishin, hey Joe did you bring the beer

We got breakfast beer, we got lunch beer, we got dinner beer, we got all sorts of beer
We're the undisputed unbeaten beer drinking team
Maybe after that we'll take a tug of Jim Beam
(We got to wash it down with something)

We invited both the girls, who just never want to go
They said we'll go one time, now quit asking me Joe
Well they drown a few worms, and they caught 2 or 3
Now the freakin girls are catching more fish than me

Singin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, hey Joe did you bring the beer
8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, hey Joe did you bring the beer
(What do you mean it's my turn to buy the beer? it's always your turn)
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8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, hey Joe did you bring the beer

Well it's only 8 miles from here to our fishin hole
So we pack a lot of beer and maybe a fishin pole
We get over to stickys where the boat is docked
He says we might startin sober, but I know we'll finish cocked
(oh we're gonna tip a couple back anyway)

Fishing all day, well it"s harder than you think
All the casting reeling, and trying not to spill your drink
Then sticky starts complaining about how his boss is a jerk
He'll take a bad day of fishin over a good day of work

8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin
8 miles to fishin, hey Joe did you bring the beer

Some guys they spend a lot of dough to fill their tackle box, but not me and Joe
We go online cause we're both cheep you see
Just 99 cents and the shippin is free
(Naw we don't pay nothin
Sticky says it shows)

Well it's hard to tell just what lure to use
We got swim bait we got crank bait, I just get so confused
Their's so many choices and so little time, we'll take a couple pulls to help us make up our minds

Singin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, hey Joe did you bring the beer

Bungie and tilly asked real nice, so those two we took
Tilly caught herself a big one but to scared to yank the hook
So I grabbed right a hold and it gave a twitch you see
She might have caught the fish but the fish just caught me
(Oh right through my finger
Look at that thing, nasty)

Well Bubgie was laughing and Tilly was crying
Joe had the pliers, and on that hook he was prying
I was just standing there trying hard not to cry
It's got to be the sun, this ain't a tear in my eye

Singin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin
8 miles to fishin, hey Joe did you bring the beer

We got breakfast beer, we got lunch beer, we got dinner beer, we got all sorts of beer
We're the undisputed unbeaten beer drinking team
Maybe after that we'll take a tug of Jim Beam
(We got to wash it down with something)

We invited both the girls, who just never want to go
They said we'll go one time, now quit asking me Joe
Well they drown a few worms, and they caught 2 or 3
Now the freakin girls are catching more fish than me

Singin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, hey Joe did you bring the beer
8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, 8 miles to fishin, hey Joe did you bring the beer
(What do you mean it's my turn to buy the beer? it's always your turn)
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Writer: Douglas Jordan
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