Drinkin' Beer And Wastin' Bullets

(album: Doin' My Thing - 2009)

Out in the sticks with the squirrels and the ticks
And my 30-06, I'm running out of Miller Lite
Trucks in park, the dog won't bark
Couple hours till dark
Wishing one would walk by
Might as well left my gun in the gun rack
Been here all day
All I killed's a twelve pack

Sitting here waiting on a deer, drinking beer and wasting bullets
Aiming at the empties, missing hitting pine trees
It ain't my fault them cans keep moving
My baby's on the phone saying baby come home
Where you been and
What you've been doing
Well I've been, sitting here, waiting on a deer
Drinking beer and wasting bullets

The only deer I've seen's been John Deere green
And that don't mean, that I got a raw deal
'Cause ain't no boss calling me hoss
Ticking me off on the edge of this cornfield
on my second box of Winchester hundred grains
Ain't seen a big buck but it's been a good day

Sitting here waiting on a deer, drinking beer and wasting bullets
Aiming at the empties, missing hitting pine trees
It ain't my fault them cans keep moving
My baby's on the phone saying baby come home
Where you been and
What you've been doing
Well I've been, sitting here, waiting on a deer
Drinking beer and wasting bullets

Sitting here waiting on a deer, drinking beer and wasting bullets
Aiming at the empties, missing hitting pine trees
It ain't my fault them cans keep moving
My baby's on the phone saying baby come home
Where you been and
What you've been doing
Well I've been, sitting here, waiting on a deer
Drinking beer and wasting bullets

Sitting here, waiting on a deer
Drinking beer and wasting bullets