Buck Fever & Tall Tales

Alarm clock ringin' 'bout four a.m

Coffee in a thermos

Can’t feel my hands

Camo on crooked

Tags in the truck

Trip on the dog

Spill the beans

Just my luck

Buck fever and tall tales (oh yeah)

Every year that deer gets bigger as the beer gets stale

We come home muddy

Laughin' at our own fails

That's life out here

Buck fever and tall tales

Uncle Joe swears that he saw a ten-point

Right 'fore he slipped on the ice in that creek

Crawled out cussin' with a frog in his boot

Said

“If you tell your aunt

You ain’t ridin’ this week”

Buck fever and tall tales (hey!)

Every year that deer gets bigger as the beer gets stale

We come home muddy

Laughin' at our own fails

That's life out here

Buck fever and tall tales

We miss more shots than we’ll ever confess

Blame the scope

Blame the wind

Blame this old vest

But we’ll be back at it when the frost turns white

’Cause the real hunt’s the stories we tell all night

Buck fever and tall tales (sing it)

Every year that deer gets bigger as the beer gets stale

We come home muddy

Laughin' at our own fails

Yeah

That’s our year

Buck fever and tall tales