it was different back then
hunting squirrels and crows with my 4.10
roaming the woods and the fields
hunting for fun not for a meal
yep , different then
crossing the streams and the glens
not much of a kick from that 4:10
back when the woods were your friend
had nothing to fear but the game warden
cause a hunting license I hadn't bought'n
different then
and when I came home and went out back
went a quarter mile and thought I'd be attacked
killed a squirrel who'd just had kits
called myself a dumb shit
hung up the gun and never went again
yep , things were sure different back then
back before I hunted men
and when I was hunted by them.
I get 2 birthdays every year
one is drawing near
for if not for one I'd never have another
Hats off to my brothers
those who I hope celebrate
fought the demon escaped its wrath
still walk the path
So here's to all of you
I'll say a prayer as I add another candle to
a day, a date, a place, a time
when I began this life of mine.