Deer Blind
Cup of juice for him, cup of Joe for me
Sun's gonna rise
About 6:53
Took a whole week off
To go ride these roads
Take my little boy back to the place that i call home
Wipe the sleep out of his eyes
Say, 'son you're gonna miss it'
It's a special thing i can't describe
Family tradition
No I don't care 'bout the weather
Don't care what we see
All that really matters
Is him right next to me
In his camo clothes just lookin' out
Talkin' bout trucks
And talking 'bout life
There ain't nothin' better
Than sitting with my boy in a deer blind
Packed my bullets, packed my rifle
Mama packed us a lunch
There's a cutline in the distance as we
Rattle for bucks
I look at my boy
He's got wonder in his eyes
'hold on son, now just sit still'
'that could be one on the rise'
I don't care 'bout the weather
Don't care what we see
All that really matters
Is him right next to me
In his camo clothes just lookin' out
Talkin' bout girls
And talking 'bout life
There ain't nothin' better
Than sitting with my boy in a deer blind
Someday I hope he'll look back
On the time we had together
Cause huntin' season don't last long
But memories last forever
Yeah I hope the wind is perfect
I hope we get good weather
I hope he sees a monster
And he gets to pull the trigger
Cause man I love just lookin' out
Talkin' bout school and girls and trucks and God and life
There ain't nothin' better
Sittin' with my boy in a deer blind
No there ain't nothin' better
Sittin' with my boy in a deer blind
Sun's gonna rise
About 6:53
Took a whole week off
To go ride these roads
Take my little boy back to the place that i call home
Wipe the sleep out of his eyes
Say, 'son you're gonna miss it'
It's a special thing i can't describe
Family tradition
No I don't care 'bout the weather
Don't care what we see
All that really matters
Is him right next to me
In his camo clothes just lookin' out
Talkin' bout trucks
And talking 'bout life
There ain't nothin' better
Than sitting with my boy in a deer blind
Packed my bullets, packed my rifle
Mama packed us a lunch
There's a cutline in the distance as we
Rattle for bucks
I look at my boy
He's got wonder in his eyes
'hold on son, now just sit still'
'that could be one on the rise'
I don't care 'bout the weather
Don't care what we see
All that really matters
Is him right next to me
In his camo clothes just lookin' out
Talkin' bout girls
And talking 'bout life
There ain't nothin' better
Than sitting with my boy in a deer blind
Someday I hope he'll look back
On the time we had together
Cause huntin' season don't last long
But memories last forever
Yeah I hope the wind is perfect
I hope we get good weather
I hope he sees a monster
And he gets to pull the trigger
Cause man I love just lookin' out
Talkin' bout school and girls and trucks and God and life
There ain't nothin' better
Sittin' with my boy in a deer blind
No there ain't nothin' better
Sittin' with my boy in a deer blind
Credits
Writer(s): Brett Kissel, Mike Fisher
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