Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Like to Hunt, artist - Colt Ford. Album song Chicken and Biscuits: Second Helping, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 16.04.2020
Record label: Average Joes Entertainment Group
Song language: English
We Like to Hunt |
Gather round ya’ll it’s your redneck friend |
I’m bout to show em how a country folks does it again |
Ain’t nothin' changed since you seen me last |
Still livin' kinda slow, still talkin' kinda fast |
Chasin' them turkeys, eatin' beef jerkey |
Hangin' out down at the lake |
Lookin' at Emmylou with a two piece on |
And ain’t nothin' on that girl fake |
We don’t need much here but fishin' poles and guns |
And trucks with four wheel drives |
Cause I’m into everything, to hear hank sing |
Lord country folks can survive |
We need to get on back to the simple life |
And what made this country great |
And that was helpin' each other lovin' our brother |
Lord I just can’t wait |
We like to hunt (hunt) |
Fish (fish) |
Play out in the mud |
That’s the way we do round here |
So now you know what’s up |
If you don’t like what we do |
Then go back to where you from |
Cause we like to hunt (hunt) |
Fish (fish) |
Play out in the mud |
We all mud dig |
And love frog giggin' |
Catchin' fireflies in a mayonnaise jar |
Creekside kissin' and large mouth fishin' |
We just can’t help it that’s who we are |
Zebco reelin' and shotgun shootin' |
Catfish fryin' and a little boot scootin' |
Come on everybody let’s all get down |
Show the city folks our country sound |
It’s a hootenanny, so bring your granny |
Cause we have fun round here |
And you can do anything that you want to |
But honey just don’t spill my beer |
So just pass the shine and we’ll all be fine |
My granddaddy made that jug |
And it’s two hundred proof it’ll blow off the roof |
Cause that’s just how grandpa does |
Buck huntin, lord it’s somethin' |
Ain’t nothin' like a big ole rack |
And a coon dog treeing at 3am |
It might make you have a heart attack |
See we love skinny dipping |
Goin' cow tippin' |
Huntin' a big ole hog |
Dogs start runnin' |
Lord that’s fun |
You better watch out for that log |
Let get on back to the tents and trucks |
So light that bonfire out |
So now ya’ll know that’s how we roll |
So please fill up my cup |