Big Bucks

I like big
Bucks and I cannot lie
You other hunters can't deny
That when a buck walks past yer stand real fast
Ya wanna pull up yer gun and blast, and go
BOOOOM! Drop him dead on his back
But first it better have a nice rack
Cause if ya think I'll shoot a doe
I'll tell ya der guy, Heck no!
Ohhhh, some guys, they'll even take shots
At an itty bitty doe that still has spots
But I don't shoot fer venison meat
I'll shoot a cow if I want ta eat!
Ya, my buck meat, is tough like jerky
But I know it won't hurt me
So it might not be fer cooking
But that mounted rack sure is good looking!
Ya see I won't take a look
Unless it makes that record book
I like 'em big, and strong
And them antlers better be long!
So hunters! Yah! Deer hunters! Yah!
Do ya wanna shoot that buck?!! Heck yah!
Then blast it! Blast it! Blast it!
Blast it! Blast dat big ol' buck! - I like big bucks!

Headin' up nort fer de trophy buck!

I like big bucks!

When I head up nort fer white tail season
It's for one reason
Sure I love drinkin' that beer
But first I gotta shoot that deer!
Outside - It was snowing
I couldn't wait to get going
So I woke up in de the night
And I found my stand by de bright moonlight
There I sat in de tree
So my eyes were peeled to see
That monster buck that came in de night
And bed down right under me!
Now de sun was coming up
And I could see it was a trophy 10-point buck!
He's huge - You can tell he's corn-fed!
With a rack like a tree growing outta his head!
Now I got him in my sights, and
Boom! Double shot! Boom! Boom!
And you can bet I hit it
So I climbed down de tree to get it!
Then I could not find him
But a fresh blood trail led me right behind him!
And when I stepped into de clear
He was layin' der dead, so I tagged that ear!
I took de knife out for cleaning
And left a gut pile steaming! I like big bucks!
I like big bucks!

You know it der, guy!
We always say no to de doe
Cause trophy bucks are the way to go
Hey! Sweeney!
Did ya see de size o' this one?
Holy Cripes, guy!
That's a wall hanger if I ever saw one!

Well I tell ya - I sure felt good
As I dragged dat buck right out of them woods
I took a look at his head
Enormous! At least a 20-inch spread!
Wooooha! What a trophy buck
And it's all tied up on de back of my truck!
Now it's time for celebration
And bring it into town for registration
Everyone was staring
At de buck my truck was wearing!
I said How you doing, fellas?
With the look they had, they were all dead jealous!
I had to laugh at Joe
He was talkin' venison - he shot a 50-pound doe!
Most guys are good at talking
But when it comes down to it, their buck's still walking
Yah, I always brag
About the buck that wears my tag!
I had a score official count it
And now it's time to mount it!
My Boone and Crockett score
Was a big One-Eighty-Four!
I'm a top-notch big buck killer
I think its time for a Miller! I like big bucks!

I like big bucks!
I shot a big buck with a 10-point rack!
I shot a big buck with a 10-point rack!
I shot a big buck! I shot a big buck!
I shot a big buck with a 10-point rack!



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Writer(s): Shad-rapp
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