Bone Splitta - SMO, David Ray, Cypress Spring

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Yeah, you know what time it is

Yeah, if it’s brown, it’s down

Look like that freezers gettin' low

Ah, we can’t have that

Load 'em up boys, let’s go

I’ma bone splitta, ready for the winter

Gone 'fore breakfast bringin' home dinner

Big buck huntin' for a wall mount

When I’m in my tree stand waitin' with my finger on the trigger

It don’t matter what season, I don’t need a better reason

I’m a muzzle loader lover, and I’m ready for the squeezin'

I’m a Real Tree wrapped, Diamond compound bow

With a bloodline pulled back ready to go

Bone splitta, splittin' bones

Knockin' down dinner and bringin' it home

All decked out in camo, never run out of ammo

Bone splitta, scope on tune

Squeezin' my trigger 'til I hear that boom

Click-click boom, big buck getter

Boy you better know I’m a bone splitta

You know I use that Cold Blue to hide my scent

I spend more on accessories than I do on my rent (Come on)

Rollin' down a goat trail lookin' for a big lick

Spottin' mule dear droppin’s by an old rock fence (Ahh shit)

Double back and cover my tracks

Up ahead in the thick I see a grand prize rack (There he is)

Catch my breath, make my aim

One shot ringer, yeah, that’s dead game (Come on)

Bone splitta, splittin' bones

Knockin' down dinner and bringin' it home

All decked out in camo, never run out of ammo

Bone splitta, scope on tune

Squeezin' my trigger 'til I hear that boom

Click-click boom, big buck getter

Boy you better know I’m a bone splitta

Get me in the Millenium with that Mossy Oak on

Got that Thompson/Center with the on

Take a deep old breath and slowly look to my left

A rack comin' through the woods about to put him to rest

I’ma get the doe bleep on just to draw him on in

It’s full rutt he’ll be movin' on in

All these accessories I got you know I’m in it to win

I’m rockin' scent killa catch you just down wind

Stepped 'bout a hundred yards finally got in the clear

Dropped tines stickin' in his ear

I hear the train in my head, heart beatin' out my chest

So I slowly squeeze the trigger let do the rest

I got the four-wheeler loaded with the kill of the year

Take it back to the camp, celebrate with a cold beer

Tag it, wear it, claim my prize

Smells like we havin' venison for dinner tonight, night

Yeah, the country done gone soft if you ask me

I mean damn if you’re gonna take my guns

Over my dead body

Oh you better know I’m a bone splitta

You say huntin' is a blood sport

Yeah, it’s in my blood alright

And I’m damn proud of it

One shot winner yeah that’s that

Come on

Bone splitta, splittin' bones

Knockin' down dinner and bringin' it home

All decked out in camo, never run out of ammo

Bone splitta, scope on tune

Squeezin' my trigger 'til I hear that boom

Click-click boom, big buck getter

Boy you better know I’m a bone splitta