from walking in the woods
You could bet I'd be sitting pretty good
High on a hill looking at a field downwind
If I could make a nickel off a turnin' in bass
Never worry about the price of gas
I'd be wheeling and dealing and sitting there
Huntin', fishin', lovin' every day
That's the prayer that a country boy prays
Thank God He made me this way
Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day
Early in the morning, late in the evening
I'm getting red dirt rich and Flint River paid
Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day
I'd get a little farm-pond bus
Sound of gravel when I'm backing up
Pulling the string on a nine-point-nine-two
I love it when my baby wants to roll with me
Throws her boots on, climbs in a tree
Tucking her hair in my hat
And we get to huntin', fishin', lovin' every day
That's the prayer that a country boy prays
Thank God He made me this way
Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day
Early in the morning, late in the evening
I'm getting red dirt rich and Flint River paid
Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day
So while y'all are up there
Breathin' in that ol' dirty air
I'll be down here knee deep in the Muckalee
A huntin' and fishin', lovin' every day
I wanna see them tall pines sway
Let's go there in our minds
A huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day
That's the prayer this country boy prays
Thank God He made me this way
Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day
Black coffee in the morning,
dark whiskey in the evening
I'm getting red dirt rich and Flint River paid
Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day
