Ole 9

[ verse ] It's the threehundredtwenty second day of the year and I still haven't even killed a deer. I've spent a thousand dollars on corn and I ain't even got to see a deer with horns. I put out two hundred bottles of doe pee. That didn't do anything but make my clothes reek. Wanted vinison but now I'm eating bacon. My secret master spot done went vacant. Neighbors killed every buck in this town. Mine as well lay my ass back down. Buddies telling me stories about their big bucks. While I'm sitting here thinking on selling my truck. Mine as well sell my guns too. My hunting spot turned into a raccoon zoo. [ chorus ] Just sat down in my deer stand. Gonna hit them with the doe can. Reached over and had to scratch my back. Looked up and saw a buck looking back. Oh Man Oh Man Oh Man Oh Man. Sat still but then he ran. Waited but then I heard a boom! Man ole 9 got killed by a goon.