Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Huntin' Land, artist - Dustin Lynch. Date of issue: 30.09.2021
Song language: English
Huntin' Land |
| She’s always counting my beers and she’s cutting me off |
| She don’t like none of my friends and she’s scared of my dogs |
| She never wants to party with me on the weekend |
| She’s always picking fights for no good reason, man |
| She hates my old lucky boot, always trashing my truck |
| Telling me what to do, I’m just holding my tongue |
| And my buddies didn’t understand, till I told 'em y’all |
| Her daddy’s got hunting land |
| A couple thousand acres up in Kentucky |
| And little slice of heaven, out in God’s country |
| Break her heart, lose the farm |
| Ain’t a part of my twelve-point plan |
| So I’ma bite the bullet, hold it together |
| Try to keep her happy, least till December |
| If I ain’t I’ll be holding her hand |
| 'Cause her daddy’s got hunting land |
| Soon as I shook his hand, we were hitting it off |
| Looking up at the stuff hanging up on his wall |
| She rolled her eyes, tried to pull me out |
| But I’s a deer in headlights when he told me about |
| A couple thousand acres up in Kentucky |
| And little slice of heaven, out in God’s country |
| Break her heart, lose the farm |
| Ain’t a part of my twelve-point plan |
| So I’ma bite the bullet, hold it together |
| Try to keep her happy, least till December |
| If I ain’t I’ll be holding her hand |
| 'Cause her daddy’s got hunting land |
| I probably should’ve for a hundred reasons |
| But I gotta make it through on rifle season on that |
| Couple thousand acres up in Kentucky |
| And little slice of heaven, out in God’s country |
| Break her heart, lose the farm |
| Ain’t a part of my twelve-point plan |
| So I’ma bite the bullet, hold it together |
| Try to keep her happy, least till December |
| If I ain’t I’ll be holding her hand |
| 'Cause her daddy’s got hunting land |