Misc Originals – 29Mussere - Fishin And Huntin (Guitar)

G               D
Well, I wake up before the sun,

Em                C
Pack my gear, the day's begun,

G                  D
Got my rod and my rifle, ready for the run,

Em               C
It's a life I love, out on the huntin' ground.

G                    D
Fishin' by the river, huntin' in the pines,

Am                 C
 This country boy's dream is where I spend my time,

G                D   Am                C
Castin' out a line, or in a deer stand high,

Am                     C                  D
 Fishin' and huntin', it's where my spirit flies.

G                     D
With my old dog by my side,

C                      D
We roam the fields and forests wide,

G               D                            C
Every creek and every hide, it's a place of pride,

Am                    C       Am                    C
In the whisper of the leaves, where the wild things hide.

C                     E
Fishin' by the river, huntin' in the pines,

Am                 C                         D
This country boy's dream is where I spend my time,

G             D     Am                 C
Castin' out a line, or in a deer stand high,

Am                    C                  D
Fishin' and huntin', it's where my spirit flies.

C                             Am                D
There's peace in the silence, and thrill in the chase,

C                 Am          G          D
From the crack of dawn,to the twilight's embrace,

C                                     D
Out here in the wild,it's my favorite place,

C                            Am      D
 Fishin' and huntin',it's the life I embrace.

C                     E
Fishin' by the river, huntin' in the pines,

Am                 C                         D
This country boy's dream is where I spend my time,

G             D     Am                 C
Castin' out a line, or in a deer stand high,

Am                    C                  D
Fishin' and huntin', it's where my spirit flies.

C                D                        C
So here's to the wild, and the freedom it brings,

C                Am                      D
 To the fishin' lines and the compound' strings,

C                 Am                     N.C.
 With nature's choir, hear how it sings,