Whoa, whoa, mmm
If I could make a livin walkin in the woods
You could bet Id 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
Id be wheelin and dealin and sittin there reelin em in
A huntin, fishin, and lovin every day
Thats 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
Im gettin red dirt rich and Flint River pay
Huntin and fishin and lovin every day
Id 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 shes ready to go
And wed get to huntin, fishin and lovin every day
Thats 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
Im gettin red dirt rich, Flint River pay
Huntin and fishin and lovin every day
So, while yall are up there
Breathin in that dirty air
Ill be down here knee-deep in the Muckalee, uhm
Huntin, Fishin, Lovin everyday
I wanna see them tall pines sway
Yall close them eyes
And lets go there in our minds
Huntin, fishin, and lovin every day
Thats 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
Wont you come along with me?
Wont you come along with me?
I know youll wanna see
Huntin and fishin and lovin every day, yeah