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Rough Shooting 2 alternate version

When you're up to your okkers in water
And you're feeling right out of luck
Because there's nothing been flying over
And you've promised the girlfriend a duck

Suddenly you hear this quacking
From somewhere over there
And you don't know where it is
And you don't really care
But you know it isn't far
And you try to pin it down
You just know it's around
So you cock your old 12 bore
And let fire at the sound

You wouldn't normally have done it
But you're feeling so cold and bad
And that's just how it happened
When our Barry shot our dad
Thank the lord as he fired
Me father started to stand
And instead of shot in the face
Got shot grazes to his hand

Now they normally went out together
So each knew just where t'other stood
But just not this particular night
Which turned out to be not so good
For me dad hadn't told our Barry
He'd bought a patent new duck call
So what our Barry had shot at
Just hadn't been any duck at all

There must have been serious talking
From what I later got to hear
Our dad's bloody hand didn't stop him
Clouting both our Barry's ears

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