Huntin' Fangs is a song in English
HUNTIN' FANGS
Brenn Hill - Red Cliffs Press Music (BMI)
Verse 1:
Sometimes we're huntin' meat
Sometimes we're huntin' horns
Our hearts all skip a beat
First light of openin' mornin'
Some think its some dang competition
And some of us don't give a dang
Don't try to tell me you're a hunter
Unless you're always huntin' fangs
Chorus:
Because I'm always huntin' fangs
Calf eatin' killers of the range
Lions, dogs, and wolves and bears
How big or small I don't care
Don't even ask me what it scores
Just leave your ego at the door
I better hear your guns go bang
Cause son we're always huntin' fangs
Verse 2:
Some like big cheaters and brow tines
Some turn their nose straight up at trash
Son it's all well good and fine
To tip your guide with stolen cash
For some its like another career
Some act like it's just fun and games
You're welcome back again next year
Long as you're always huntin' fangs
Chorus 2:
Because we're always huntin' fangs
Lamb eatin' boogers of the range
Lions dogs and wolves and bears
How big or small son I don't care
Don't even tell me what it scores
Leave your ego at the door
That fancy gear don't mean thing
Unless you're always huntin' fangs
Bridge:
Out on the mountain we'll be best of friends and brothers
Long as we're stackin' up those fawn killin' motherbuggars
Final Chorus:
Cause son we're always huntin' fangs
Cold hearted bullies of the range
Lions dogs and wolves and bears
How big or small son I don't care
Don't even talk about the score
Leave your ego at the door
Don't care if you like it when I sing
Long as you're always huntin' fangs