Boy And A Bird Dog

(álbum: Western White Pines - 2023)

Well, he's chomping at the bit at 5 AM
Oh, and he's scratching at the door trying to get in
Yeah, it's instant coffee in a styrofoam cup
And we're sitting in the field while the sun comes up

Oh, I got my Granddaddy's shotgun, an ole .410
He's getting on a scent with his nose in the wind
Bologna and bread on an ole pine log
Just a boy, living large with his ole bird dog

Well, he picked me last from a litter of ten
Who'd a thought a boy would be a dog's best friend
And if I bring the birds back he'll scratch my ear
And if I could I'd spend every day out here

Oh, I got my Granddaddy's shotgun, an ole .410
He's getting on a scent with his nose in the wind
Bologna and bread on an ole pine log
Just a boy, living large with his ole bird dog

Well, he's barking and a-wagging and it won't be long
'Til the feathers start flying and he's taking off
Yeah, we'll be out here 'til mama calls us in
In the morning we'll do it all over again

Oh, I got my Granddaddy's shotgun, a Browning .410
He's getting on a scent with his nose in the wind
Bologna and bread on an ole pine log
Just a boy, living large with his ole bird dog

It's just a boy, living large with his ole bird dog