Loading…
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2]
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”
[Chorus]
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
[Bridge]
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
[Chorus]
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
Details
GeneratedFeb 15, 2026
Duration1:51
LanguageEnglish
Style
Up-tempo front-porch bluegrass jam with male vocals, bright fiddle leads, rolling banjo, and percussive guitar chop. Verses stay storytelling and deadpan; chorus pops with gang vocals and call-and-response ad-libs. Upright bass keeps it bouncing, with a short breakdown for claps and stomps before the final big singalong., bluegrass
Credits
Prompt by
ABarnes7988
ABarnes7988ModelAria v5
Prompt
Bluegrass style deer hunting and life stories funny
