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bobby barnett - hunting trip lyrics

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next to your favorite tools
a thermos keeps you warm
wearing hand me down boots
that your father had worn
you wear a winter hat
with your freezing hands
you keep your finger on the trigger
but you just sit and stare

at the gr-ss moving
in the morning breeze
you said the dirt felt softer
down on your knees

and now you look at your hands
and they start to shake
you look at your hands
and they don’t look the same

now in the pickup truck
that your father died in
you have pictures of your brother
playing with his three kids

now you look at your hands
and they start to shake
you look at your hands
and they don’t look the same

you’re red eyed on the ride home
back from your mother’s house
where she was on her seventh gl-ss
and now your filled with doubt
that you’ll ever be something in her eyes
something so much more
than just the reason that she
started drinking for

you can’t ever go back
i know you want to
i know you want to
you can’t ever go back
i know you want to
i know you want to

it was on that hunting trip
when you were a kid
you lost your father
now you can’t hide from it

- bobby barnett lyrics

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