CowboyLeroy
Well-known member
Twas the night before Turkey season
And all through the house
I lie in a cold sweat
With food poisoning throughout
My vest was hanging by the doorway with care
In hopes that old hickory would soon be in there
My shotgun was loaded, with one in the chamber
Just kidding.. this is hunt talk
And that would cause much anger
The live oaks will bow, and the longleafs will quiver
As a cool march wind sends up a shiver
We'll hear the cardinal, crow, and frog
Before the gobble will pierce the fog.
Y'all stay a way from gas station sausages, good luck and happy hunting.
And remember, fanning turkeys is for weenies.
And all through the house
I lie in a cold sweat
With food poisoning throughout
My vest was hanging by the doorway with care
In hopes that old hickory would soon be in there
My shotgun was loaded, with one in the chamber
Just kidding.. this is hunt talk
And that would cause much anger
The live oaks will bow, and the longleafs will quiver
As a cool march wind sends up a shiver
We'll hear the cardinal, crow, and frog
Before the gobble will pierce the fog.
Y'all stay a way from gas station sausages, good luck and happy hunting.
And remember, fanning turkeys is for weenies.
