Hunting is a sport I like
Buck or doe or even spike
I go into the woods with gun
Sit and watch the wild game run
I look to the left and I look to the right
But there is not a deer in sight
Patience is a part of the game
But you must be sure when you make that aim
As I look into the yonder
I see something starting to wonder
I raise my gun with scope I see
A great big buck coming toward me
I pulled the trigger and watched him fall
And for a moment I felt ten feet tall
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