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