"Hardest Huntin' Season" lyrics

There's a picture hanging up
'02 Kansas in the fall
Me and you sitting behind the biggest buck we'd ever saw
Your ought six is on the mantle
Collecting dust is all it's doing
So I took it out this morning
I hope you don't mind if I use it

Yeah, the weather's almost perfect
And the acorns really fell
I bet the hunting's good up in Heaven
But down here, the hurting's hell

'Cause you ain't here to chase these deer
Drink these beers and ride these dirt roads
Crank some Hank, on the way to spend all day up in a white oak
There's a lot of things I'da told you
If I'da known that you were leaving
This is gonna be my hardest hunting season

That buck that you been chasing
He showed up and I let him walk
'Cause if you ain't here to tell the story
I don't want him on the wall
I wish that I could just go back now
And not have to fight these tears
I know you're on a stand up there
But I wish that you were down here

But you ain't here to chase these deer
Drink these beers and ride these dirt roads
Crank some Hank, on the way to spend all day up in a white oak
There's a lot of things I'd'a told you
If I'da known that you were leaving
This is gonna be my hardest hunting season

I keep your camo hat for luck
That beat-up bottom land
Naw, I ain't missed a morning
But I sure do miss you, man

Since you ain't here to chase these deer
Drink these beers and ride these dirt roads
Crank some Hank, on the way to spend all day up in a white oak
There's a lot of things I'd'a told you
If I'd'a known that you were leaving
This is gonna be my hardest hunting season

This is gonna be my hardest hunting season
Yeah, this is gonna be my hardest hunting season