(To The Song, “I Love This Bar” by Toby Kieth

We got winners; we got losers;
Chain smokers and boozers.
An’ we got walkers; we got sitters;
An’ we got, just a few bullshitters!

And the doe’s leave tracks right next to our parked car.
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, she won’t drag far!

We got eaters; we got drinkers;
Some are dumb, and some deep thinkers.
An’ we got watchers; we got trackers;
Couch potatoes and joke crackers.

And we wonder where all of the big bucks are?;
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, not by my car!

I love this camp,
It’s my kind of place.
Just walk in through the front door,
Puts a big smile on my face.
It’s pretty far; long drive by car.
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, long drive by car.

I’ve climbed mountains, I’ve crossed rivers,
Hunted hot and with cold shivers!
We’ve shot small bucks; Too few “Slammers”;
We’ve blown shots from Maine to out west in Montana!
An’ I like “Jack” with Coke on Ice in a cup by far:
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, “Jack” and Coke by far, yes I do!

I like my woodstove, ( I like my woodstove ),
An’ I like my coffee, ( I like my coffee ),
I like walkin’ through the front door;
When it’s cold outside and frosty;

But I love my camp,
And I Own This Place!
A little fresh snow on the ground;
Puts a big smile on my face.
Tracks by the car; “BUCK!’ by the car!
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, he won’t drag far.
Mm, mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, he sure won’t drag far!

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