The Berta Boys - Hurry Hard Lyrics

Hurry
Hurry
Hurry
Hurry
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Well here's a song about curling
Curling's what I said
And if you don't catch me curling
Well you better catch me dead
My Mama was a curler
Here's what my Mama said
She said "Your daddy was a curler too
Until he hurried me to bed!"
Well the man who lives in a glass house
He should not throw stones
But when you're on that curling rink
Yeah you've gotta hold your own
I was the runner up for the Brier Cup
And that trophy's mighty girthy
But this man got me by the short and curlies
Randy Murphy
(Randy Murphy)
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
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Well
You know I woke up drunk on Wednesday morning
At the Lethbridge Airport bar
And uh, buddy behind the bar he tells me, uh,
"Well you wanna put some money down on the Brier there bud?"
I said "The Brier? I hardly even know her!"
Now he told me
"Well you know, if you play it right,
You put some money down on Newfoundland
You might come out winning!"
I said "Winning?"
I said "Who do I gotta put money down on?"
He told me it was this guy named Randy Kirby
Isn't that right boys?
(Randy Kirby)
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Watching the Brier with the boys in High River
Saw a curler, he ain't Delissio, he delivers
He's build like a brick shit house
He throws rocks and can slam a beer
He's got more power than an F-150
Doing 140 on the Dirty Deer
Oh yeah well it's his house
And we're all just curling you see
I'm talking about the six-time champ
With a Grand Slam count of three
The folks at the Brier they sing his name
It's Randy Ferbey
(Randy Ferbey)
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
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Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay
Hurry hard, hurry hurry hi-yay
Yippie yippie kai, Yippie yippie kai-yay