Deer Blind

Cup of juice for him, cup of Joe for me Sun's gonna rise About 6:53 Took a whole week off To go ride these roads Take my little boy back to the place that i call home Wipe the sleep out of his eyes Say, 'son you're gonna miss it' It's a special thing i can't describe Family tradition No I don't care 'bout the weather Don't care what we see All that really matters Is him right next to me In his camo clothes just lookin' out Talkin' bout trucks And talking 'bout life There ain't nothin' better Than sitting with my boy in a deer blind Packed my bullets, packed my rifle Mama packed us a lunch There's a cutline in the distance as we Rattle for bucks I look at my boy He's got wonder in his eyes 'Hold on son, now just sit still' 'That could be one on the rise' I don't care 'bout the weather Don't care what we see All that really matters Is him right next to me In his camo clothes just lookin' out Talkin' bout girls And talking 'bout life There ain't nothin' better Than sitting with my boy in a deer blind Someday I hope he'll look back On the time we had together Cause huntin' season don't last long But memories last forever Yeah I hope the wind is perfect I hope we get good weather I hope he sees a monster And he gets to pull the trigger Cause man I love just lookin' out Talkin' bout school and girls and trucks and God and life There ain't nothin' better Sittin' with my boy in a deer blind No there ain't nothin' better Sittin' with my boy in a deer blind