Buck

Up on the wall
Was the buck you shot last fall
The 8 point turned out to be a 9
You said ain't it just my luck
Hope it's gonna stick around for a while

Well the old house never sold
Still wear your daddy's clothes
You put on his hat
Well your brother's out on the road
Never sure when he was coming home
I remember that
And he never wanted to be the one
To have to say it

See the picture of a time
It was 1999 thought the world would end
We were swinging out on a vine
Begging for a little time
Your momma called us in
But she never wanted to be the one
Who had to say it

Up on the wall
Was the buck you shot last fall
The 8 point turned out to be a 9
You said ain't it just my luck
Hope it's gonna stick around for a while
For a while
Ouu Ouu
Ouu Ouu

We all recall the knot you tied last fall at the county fair
One we'd never seen before
Hanging behind the door I found you there
And I never wanted to be the one to have to say it

Up on the wall
Were the dreams you had last fall
The picture turned out to be a lie
Well ain't it just my luck
This feeling's gonna stick around for a while
For a while
Ouu Ouu
Ouu Ouu



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Trent, Jeremie Albino
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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