Letras

Whoa, whoa, mmm If I could make a livin' walkin' in the woods You could bet I'd be sittin' pretty good High on a hill lookin' at a field downwind If I could make a nickel off a turning 'em bass Never worry about the price of gas I'd be wheelin' and dealin' and sittin' there reelin' 'em in A huntin', fishin', and lovin' every day That's the prayer that a country boy prays Thank God He made me this way Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day Early in the mornin' and late in the evenin' I'm gettin' red dirt rich and Flint River pay Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day I'd get a little farm pond buzz Sound of gravel when I back it up And pullin' the string on a nine point nine two-stroke Murphy I love it when my baby wants to roll with me Throws her boots on, climbs in a tree Tuckin' her hair in my hat and she's ready to go And we'd get to huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day That's the prayer that a country boy prays Thank God He made me this way Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day Early in the mornin' and late in the evenin' I'm gettin' red dirt rich, Flint River pay Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day So, while y'all are up there Breathin' in that dirty air I'll be down here knee-deep in the Muckalee, uhm Huntin', Fishin', Lovin' everyday I wanna see them tall pines sway Y'all close them eyes And let's go there in our minds Huntin', fishin', and lovin' every day That's the prayer this country boy prays Thank God He made me this way Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day Black coffee in the mornin' and dark whiskey in the evenin' I get red dirt rich and Flint River pay Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day, woo Come on Won't you come along with me? Won't you come along with me? I know you'll wanna see Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day, yeah
Writer(s): Ben Hayslip, Rhett Akins, Dallas Davidson, Luke Bryan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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