Tyler Childers – Snipe Hunt (Guitar)

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I flung the door open and let the heat rise

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To heat up the world because I thought it was mine

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And all the while all my plans froze inside

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Because there’s only so much to go round

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And it took me some tries and a whole lot of kindlin’

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when the lesson arrived it only took me a minute

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to learn there’s some things better off freezing

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I can tell you a few that I’ve found

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Hate is a thing that could poison your veins

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And get in your eyes when you’re sweatin’ on stage

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Shiftin’ around 4 o’clock on the wall

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tells you its almost over

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Bands that keep rollin’ and times for the birds

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That chirp in your ears all the rumors they heard

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Flying above all the good in this world

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Shittin’ on cattle n’ clover

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Now when I was a young boy I thought I could track

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And an old timer sat down and wrenched me a sack

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And he told me all of the knowledge I lacked

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on an ordinary old thing called a snipe

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He picked me up on a Friday and he dropped me in Charlie

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Told me when he’d be back and went off to party

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And I sat on the hill like a Jeremiah Johnson

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And I froze my dumb ass off all night

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And that’s the way that I feel when I look at our past

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And the handshakes you gave me if your calling them that

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And the snickers you tried to pass off as laughs

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And the way your eyes never met mine

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Paranoia’s a thing that you’re makin’ when sleep

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Ain’t a thing you recall ain’t a habit you keep

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One old boy’s nightmare is another fools dream

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It’s all in the way that you hold her

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Hotels are lonely I reckon I’d know

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I’ve spent many nights in between shows

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Watching as paint dries on the wall

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all the boogers that’re just painted over

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Life reminds me of a card game you played as a kid

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Where you laid down the deck til you got to the end

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Early on there’s a joker got lost ‘neath the fridge

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Over time all the queens moved in with him

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And I’d say the boy had him an absolute ball

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But he ruined the card game for all us involved

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And I let it eat at me like kudzu in Georgia

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I hope it don’t do that again