Its a 3 day weekend

I'm loading up my truck

Got tons of beer

Might shoot a deer

Blow the shit out of a duck

Steve's got a crossbow

Jamie a shotgun

Anything that fuckin moves

Ready aim fire blam!

Oh my god I can't believe

The antlers on that buck

It would take 40 men

To load him in the truck

Nice shot

Got that sucker right between the eyes

Lets get a cold one don

Love seats made from hides

Stock your smoke house full of meat

Pink and blue and yellow keychains

Made from rabbits feet

Trade your jerky to the indians

Enjoy a coon skin hat

Whip up some homemade criscos

With the extra fat

I'm wishin

A flock of geese would fly on by

I'm hopin I can bag not 4 but 5 reloadin

Jesus fuckin christ

That's the biggest moose I've ever seen

Get my gun goddamnit get him!

If I can't shoot them

Ill start a forest fire

Watch em run

Right at my gun

No need for oscar meyer

That's a fine lookin piece of meat young man

I'm ready for that one there

Yeh that ones for me

Trophies on your wall

Slap some new boots on your feet

The wallet in my pocket

Kinda smells like meat

A half a dozen quail

A hearty rack of lamb

There must be 50 beavers

In that fuckin dam
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