"Hanging On The Rearview" lyrics

Seven weeks old, runt of the litter
I didn't care, saw a go-getter
Kinda like me
Said, 'Buddy, we'll prove 'em all wrong.'
He caught on quick over that summer
Didn't even flinch at the shotgun thunder
Glued to my hip every day before too long

A damn good dog
The king of the winter
He'd risk it all
For a mouth full of feathers
Eleven seasons down times seven to him
Ain't enough time with man's best friend
He's still riding 'round like we used to
With a duck call and his collar
Hanging on the "rear-view"

I remember Decembers in the timber fetching green heads
Laying in the yard just gnawing on a deer shed
Fastest four legs this side of the 'Sippi
That Arkansas hunt sure was pretty
Yeah, he was

A damn good dog
The king of the winter
He'd risk it all
For a mouth full of feathers
Eleven seasons down times seven to him
Ain't enough time with man's best friend
He's still riding 'round like we used to
With a duck call and his collar
Hanging on the "rear-view"

Yeah. I bet he's got a honey hole and room for him to run
Yeah. I could get another but there's will only be one

Damn good dog
The king of the winter
He'd risk it all
For a mouth full of feathers
Eleven seasons down times seven to him
Ain't enough time with man's best friend
He's still riding 'round like we used to
With a duck call and his collar
Hanging on the "rear-view"

Hanging on the "rear-view"