| If I could make a living walking in the woods
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| You could bet I’d be sitting pretty good
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| High on a hill looking at a field downwind
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| If I could make a nickel off a turning 'em bass
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| Never worry about the price of gas
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| I’d be wheeling and dealing and sitting there reeling 'em in
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| A huntin', fishin', and lovin' every day
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| That’s the prayer that a country boy prays
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| Thank God He made me this way
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| Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day
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| Early in the morning and late in the evening
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| I’m getting red dirt rich and Flint River pay
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| Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day
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| Well I’d get a little? |
| bus
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| Sound of gravel and? |
| it up
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| And pulling the string on a nine point nine two?
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| I love it when my baby wants to roll with me
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| Throws her boots on, climbs in a tree
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| She’s slinging her hair in my hat and she’s ready to go
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| We get to huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day
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| That’s the prayer that a country boy prays
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| Thank God He made me this way
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| Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day
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| Early in the morning and late in the evening
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| I’m getting red dirt rich, Flint River pay
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| Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day
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| Well huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day
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| I wanna see them tall pines sway
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| Yeah
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| Huntin', fishin', and lovin' every day
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| That’s the prayer that a country boy prays
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| Thank God He made me this way
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| Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day
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| Black coffee in the morning and? |
| of whiskey in the evening
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| I get red dirt rich and Flint River pay
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| Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day
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| Won’t you come along with me
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| Won’t you come along with me
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| You’ll wanna see
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| Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day
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| Yeah |