Make It Fall

(альбом: The Huntsman - 2018)

Man, it's so hot you could fry an egg on that tractor
I cussed this Dust Bowl field till I turned blue
Man, if I don't get some rain, there goes my food plot
I don't even know what I'm gonna do

Lord, please hear my call if you're listening up there
I know it's wrong to pray a selfish prayer
But Lord you know that I don't ask for much at all
Make it fall

It's September and he's still in velvet
He's got a massive rack that's way outside his ears
I'm thinking about it, I can't help it
'Cause he's only a chip shot from this John Deere

Lord, please hear my call if you're listening up there
I know it's breaking the law but he wouldn't have a prayer
Would you flip that calendar up on the wall
And make it fall

Season's in and I'm out in my climber
A little flash of white just caught my eye
Lookie here who's back, it's that old timer
I drew that bow and let that arrow fly

Lord, please make it fall, I'm begging you, please
Then I saw that buckle in his knees
And he snowplowed all the way into the drawl
God made it fall, and the cold wind blows

Fall, when the leaves all start to go
Fall, there's magic in the air
Make it fall, I'm sending up a prayer