Ten Years Old, 243Big Tall TineCreeping Through The Pine TreesHeld My Breath, Steadied My GunPut It Right ThereWhere The Good Blood RunsTracked His Ass Down, Made The Front PageUp There At The Deer Camp To This DayHe's Hanging With The Rest Of My BoonesAs ProofReff :That I Don't MissI Don't MissI Don't MissMr. Redneck Taking You To School IDon't Hit Nothing But The BullseyeFind One Shit Song In The ArchiveBet Ya Have A Hard TimeI Don't Miss..I Left Town After Nineteen YearsA Buncha You'll Be BacksRinging In My EarsNow I'm Up Here Getting Hit Up For FrontRow Tickets From The Same Shit TalkerSelling Ditch WeedWorking At The ConocoReff :That I Don't MissI Don't MissI Don't MissMr. Redneck Taking You To School IDon't Hit Nothing But The BullseyeFind One Shit Song In The ArchiveBet Ya Have A Hard TimeI Don't Miss (Miss, Miss)I Don't Fucking Miss (Miss Miss) Yeah..I Ain't Jordan ButMy First Name's MichaelAnd I Swear With My Hand On The BibleLong As Y'all Keep Feeling This ShitI'ma Keep Shooting Cause I Don't MissWoah.. Woah.. Woah.. Woah..Reff :I Don't MissMr. Redneck Taking You To School IDon't Hit Nothing But The BullseyeFind One Shit Song In The ArchiveBet Ya Have A Hard TimeI Don't Miss..
