Colby Acuff - Boy and a Bird Dog Lyrics

Well, he's chompin' at the bit at 5AM
Oh, and he's scratching at the door, trying to get in
Yeah, it's instant coffee in a styrofoam cup
And we're sitting in the field while the sun comes up

Oh, I got my granddaddy's shotgun, an ol' .410
He's gettin' on a scent with his nose in the wind
Bologna and bread on an ol' pine log
Just a boy, livin' large with his ol' bird dog

Well, he picked me last from a litter of ten
Who'd a thought a boy would be a dog's best friend?
And if I bring the birds back, he'll scratch my ear
And if I could, I'd spend every day out here

Oh, I got my granddaddy's shotgun, an ol' .410
He's gettin' on a scent with his nose in the wind
Bologna and bread on an ol' pine log
Just a boy, livin' large with his ol' bird dog

Well, he's barking and a-wagging and it won't be long
Till the feathers start flying and he's takin' off
Yeah, we'll be out here till Mama calls us in
In the morning we'll do it all over again

I got my granddaddy's shotgun, a Browning .410
He's gettin' on a scent with his nose in the wind
Bologna and bread on an ol' pine log
Just a boy, livin' large with his ol' bird dog
Just a boy, livin' large with his ol' bird dog