I Remember All Those Times
You Taught Me To Toss Those Lines
No Matter How I Did Them They Were Wrong
Our Stands Out In Those Weeds
And The Cams By The Trees
Well Wonder If Its A Deer Rustling Around The Leaves
I Know Jesse’ll Give Me Shit
Cuz Your Deer Rifle Kicks
And We All Know I’m Not Man Enough To Shoot It
You Tell Me About The Days
You Were Young Enough To Raise
A Little Hell Before You And Mom Settled Down
Your Words Keep Me In It
You Tell Me Don’t Forget It
I Think Of That Old Beretta
And Us Shooting Guns Together
You Say Its A Price
You Have To Be Willing
I Wish I Could Give Back All The Time You’ve Given
You Say Your Getting Older
And Your Bodies Wearing Down
But The Little Boy In Me Still Sees
A King And His Crown
Your Words Keep Me In It
You Tell Me Don’t Forget It
I Think Of That Old Beretta
And Us Shooting Guns Together
