You'd Have To Be Crazy (To Fish In This Weather) Lyrics

You'd have to like ice to fish in this weather

I don't know how Donald does it

Just look at him, smiling and reeling 'em in

While I'm just sitting here frozen

I can't bait the hook 'cause I can't feel my fingers

My thoughts freeze before I can think 'em

I'm wearing two pairs of gloves underneath goose down mittens

So why do I feel frost bitten?

Oh, why? why? why?

Well, Dennis shows up with his hands in his pockets

And calls out, Hey guys, what's biting?

His breath looks like big puffs of smoke from a fire

A fire I wish we was lighting

But Donald shows off all those fish on his stringer

So Dennis goes back to his truck

He comes back with his rod, he comes back with his reel

To try his cold, cold luck

Oh, to try his cold, cold luck

Well you'd have to be crazy to fish in this weather

I don't know how Dennis does it

Just look at him, laughing and reeling 'em in

While I'm still sitting here, frozen

I can't bait the hook 'cause I can't feel my fingers

My words freeze before I can speak 'em

I'm wearing two pairs of gloves underneath goose down mittens

So why do I feel frost bitten?

Oh, why? why? why?

Oh, I got so cold that I can't feel my feelings

I don't even know why I'm here

Somethin' 'bout spending some time with my friends

But no one can drink frozen beer

Well Dallas appears with a cooler in tow

And all I can do is just stutter

He pops the top on a cold one

And the next thing you know

We are all warmly toasting each other

You'd have to be crazy to fish in this weather

I don't know how anyone does it

I just looked in the mirror at my icicle ears

And I hoisted one more to my brothers

Well, we're all still here after all of these years

So let's raise a glass to each other

Because even old cold friends are worth more than gold

So friends, let's meet again

In the summer

You'd have to be crazy to fish in this weather