Hunting Man

March 7, 2015

I am a hunting man

Born leader of the Lovewell clan

Big bucks and bigger guns

When they get in range they better run

Skin them in the tree out back

Take off the horns and back strap

Give them a running lead

30-06 is all I need

Cause I am a hunting man

I'm rolling through the woods like the Taliban

I can hunt at night

When I attach my big spotlight

They all run in fear

When I shift in 4hi gear

They won't get too far

Cause my name is Tyler Marr

I will hunt them down

Won't be long till I put one the ground

Sit there and clean my gun

All this shooting sure is fun

I know how to get my score

Filling up the freezers with one more

When I start slinging lead

Everything around me is gonna be dead

When they see my gun

Lord have mercy they better run

7 1/2 pounds of steal

I really know how to make em squeal

180 grain hollow points

Better hope I miss their joints

3-9x40 scope

All they can do is run and hope

700 Remington

When I pull the trigger it's over and done

Cause I am a hunting man

I'm filling my freezer as fast as I can

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