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I ain't gettin' up early, ain't sittin' outside |
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I've frozen my ass for the very last time |
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Settin' my sights on a brand new kind of prey |
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No sneakin' up on 'em, ain't gotta be quiet |
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You don't need a gun and you don't need a knife |
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Gotta good feelin' we'll be baggin' us a bunch today |
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Well, it's beer season in my neck of the woods |
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Well, they go down easy and they sure taste good |
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Beer season, everybody's here |
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There ain't no limit and it's open all year |
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Well, I killed a big 40 ounce just the other day |
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He didn't even run didn't try to get away |
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Hung him on the wall for all my friends to see |
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Like shootin' fish in a barrel, it just don't seem right |
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It ain't against the law, you can kill 'em all night |
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Ask the game warden, he's sittin' right next to me |
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Well, it's beer season in my neck of the woods |
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Well, they go down easy and they sure taste good |
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Beer season, everybody's here |
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There ain't no limit and it's open all year |
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You can lose that camo and lay your rifles down |
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Belly up and let's pull the trigger on another round |
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Well, it's beer season in my neck of the woods |
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Well, they go down easy and they sure taste good |
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Beer season, everybody's here |
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There ain't no limit and it's open all year |
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You can go out in the woods alone |
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Shiver shakin' to the bone |
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Probably catch your death of cold |
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I'll be sittin' right back here |
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Where there ain't no limit and it's open all year |
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Don't want 'em to overpopulate |
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Better kill some more |
