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Well, I shot my cousin's butt off In a huntin' accident And he jumps every time a door slams And he can't work because of the limp And I really didn't mean to do it And it happened a long time ago But I'll never tarnish the words That satisfy my soul Skin a buck Skin a buck Skin a buck I'm half covered in skunk piss Sittin' up in a tree I'm so goddamn wasted Gonna shoot anything I see The other day I was hunting I fell asleep and had a dream That all the deers had rifles And they were comin' after me Skin a buck Skin a buck Skin a buck Well, they gave me my first rifle When I was only ten And it kicked and bruised my shoulder And then I became a man Shootin' from the back of a pickup Huntin' for our next meal Daddy's at the spotlight Mama's at the wheel Skin a buck Skin a buck Skin a buck
Writer(s): Blaine Cartwright, Joseph Scott Luallen, Ruyter Suys Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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