Tracy Byrd - Mossy Oak Song Lyrics

Mossy oak swamp bottom, dew drop falling

Old Tom answering a hoot owls call

Nothing like the sound when the day breaks

Me and Daddy in the woods on a Saturday

you see his Granddaddy hunted these hills and

I hope someday my kids will

He said, Do me a favor before i'm gone,

love this land and pass it on

Pass it on



Oh, he showed me how to cast a line

Where the white tail live and how to read their signs

He'd lean my gun up against a tree,

so he could hold a barbwire fence for me

Yeah I learned a lot from watching his ways,

like how to hunt smart and how to be safe

He said, one of these days son, you'll be grown

Remember what i told you and pass it on



Pass it on in the name of conservation

Pass it on to another generation

Pass it on



But on the day that I turned 21,

my Dad walked in with an old shot gun

He said this belonged to your grandpa

It's yours now son, so handle it with love

and pass it on



Pass it on in the name of conservation

Pass it on to another generation

Pass it on

Pass it on

Pass it on



Nothing like the sound when day breaks

Me and my boy in the woods on a Saturday

Pass it on