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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Bone Collector
The Bone Collector
Performer
Dallas Davidson
Dallas Davidson
Lead Vocals
Rhett Akins
Rhett Akins
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rhett Akins
Rhett Akins
Songwriter
Bobby Pinson
Bobby Pinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Kolb
Brian Kolb
Producer
Dallas Davidson
Dallas Davidson
Producer
Rhett Akins
Rhett Akins
Producer

Lyrics

Well my baby, She's been watchin' all my huntin' videos; She's been itchin', She's been beggin', She's been wantin' to go. I said, "You've gotta get up early, And, honey, you ain't gon' like it, 'Cause you can't pee, and you've gotta be quiet." But she was bound, she was determined. So I took her down, and outfitted her From head-to-toe, And, oh my gosh, My baby looks good in camouflage! She's all decked out In brown and green; She's the sexiest tree I've ever seen! Can't concentrate, when we're sittin' in my stand; She's holdin' my gun and I'm holdin' her hand, And even when it's cold, she's still hot. My baby looks good in camouflage, Yeah. . . . When she walks through the woods All the bucks come runnin'; Them long-beard turkeys get to gobblin' and struttin'. She's all they talk about at the Deer Camp Lodge: They say, "Yo' baby looks good in camouflage!" All decked out in brown and green; She's the sexiest tree I've ever seen! Can't concentrate when we're sittin' in my stand; She's holdin' my gun and I'm holdin' her hand, And even when it's cold, she's still hot. My baby looks good in camouflage. . . . Yeah, she's all decked out In brown and green; She's the sexiest tree I've ever seen! Can't concentrate when we're up in my stand; She's holdin' my gun and I'm holdin' her hand, And even when it's cold, she's smokin' hot. My baby looks good in camouflage! She's all they talk about at the Deer Camp Lodge: They say, "Yo' baby's lookin' good in that camouflage!" . . . Oh, that's right, She's smokin' ... hot! I don't need no hand warmers, I don't need no heater, I don't need no jacket; Just my baby. Keep yer hands off of her, Waddell.
Writer(s): Bobby Pinson, Rhett Akins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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