Huntin’ by Yourself Lyrics

Luke Combs / Thomas Archer / Ray Fulcher / Alex Palmer / Michael Tyler He ran outta that bedroom ‘bout as gung ho As he could be in his Mossy Oak Took a first hunt picture on my phone Before he fell asleep on the way I held the gun, he held the light A cup of coffee and a can of Sprite The stand was only 10 feet high But on top of the world that day I already knew we wouldn’t see a thing Been three more times and it’s always the same ‘cause He moves too much and he talks too loud But I don’t mind ‘cause I’m finding out That even if it’s just time we’re killing It’s never felt more like living They’ll make ya cuss and wear your patience thin But next thing ya know, they’re all grown up and then You’re huntin’ by yourself again Well I’ve heard ‘em say these days don’t last I know the years are gonna fly fast Right out the door and never come back As bad as you want ‘em to And pretty soon, he’ll sit in his own tree Be a bat outta hell with a set of keys And chasing girls is gonna be All he’ll wanna do He’ll have a lot less time for his old man So I’m gonna soak it up while I still can When he moves too much and he talks too loud But I don’t mind ‘cause I’m finding out That even if it’s just time we’re killing It’s never felt more like living They’ll make ya cuss and wear your patience thin But next thing ya know, they’re all grown up and then You’re huntin’ by yourself again He runs outta that bedroom ‘bout as gung ho As he can be in his Mossy Oak Hop in the truck and off we go I can’t help but smile ‘cause he don’t know He moves too much and he talks too loud But I don’t mind ‘cause I’m finding out That even if it’s just time we’re killing It’s never felt more like living They’ll make ya cuss and wear your patience thin But next thing ya know, they’re all grown up and then You’re huntin’ by yourself again