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Blood Trail Nation 1 by Charles

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Blood Trail Nation 1

country,male vocals

0:003:08
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[Verse 1]
Wake up early, crack of dawn,
Coffee in hand, boots are on,
Camouflage, we hit the trail,
Got that smell of pine in the morning gale.
Truck’s loaded, dogs in the back,
Every little critter better watch your track,
Calling out to the wild, hear the echo swell,
It’s the thrill of the hunt and we know it well.
[Chorus]
It’s the thrill of the hunt and we know it well,
Blood Trail Nation, got a story to tell,
From the woods to the fields, we own the land,
Rifle, bow, or just bare hands!
It’s the thrill of the hunt and we know it well,
Laughin’, jokin’, singin’ our song as we dwell,
Underneath that big ol’ country sky,
Blood Trail Nation, we ride or die!
[Verse 2]
Deer in the distance, turkey in the brush,
Every season’s magic, every shot’s a rush,
Swap some stories ’round the fire at night,
Good food, cold beer, and the stars shining bright.
Camper’s packed, we’re off at first light,
Tracking game ’til the sun says goodnight,
From the mountains to the rivers, we’re chasing the thrill,
It’s the thrill of the hunt and we know it well.
[Chorus]
It’s the thrill of the hunt and we know it well,
Blood Trail Nation, got a story to tell,
From the woods to the fields, we own the land,
Rifle, bow, or just bare hands!
It’s the thrill of the hunt and we know it well,
Laughin’, jokin’, singin’ our song as we dwell,
Underneath that big ol’ country sky,
Blood Trail Nation, we ride or die!
[Bridge]
Got mud on the boots, sun on our face,
Every hunt’s a story, no moment to waste,
From the first call to the final stand,
Blood Trail Nation, we roam this land.
[Chorus/Outro]
It’s the thrill of the hunt and we know it well,
Blood Trail Nation, got a story to tell,
From the woods to the fields, we own the land,
Rifle, bow, or just bare hands!
It’s the thrill of the hunt and we know it well,
Laughin’, jokin’, singin’ our song as we dwell,
Underneath that big ol’ country sky,
Blood Trail Nation, we ride or die!