Oh Man I'M Going Hunting
I got my camo, got my ammo, gun, hunting boots an beer,
gonna scare me a few critters as I hunt me down some deer.
As long as the music's loud they'll be running in full fear,
boys now watch your sites and we'll have happy hunting here.
Oh Man I'm Going Hunting, God I Love It Out There I Do!
Oh Man I'm Going Hunting, now what do I got to loose?
My knife is razor sharp so I can gut them right on through,
and my phone is charged up for the pictures to prove it's true.
But that tin foil service out here cuts my bars right down da two.
Got all my hunting buddies with me so what do I got to prove?
Oh Man I'm Going Hunting, God I Love It Out There I Do!
Oh Man I'm Going Hunting, now what do I got to loose?
Well the trucks packed up an I got me a big ole buck,
three years down the line finely came across some luck.
As long as this big ole' Chevy doesn't get me near to stuck,
couple months down the line an I'll be shooting at some ducks.
Oh Man I'm Going Hunting, God I Love It Out There I Do!
Oh Man I'm Going Hunting, now what do I got to loose?
Contest: Lyrics- By Anne Currin
Dan Kearley:7-10-13
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