Way up on a mountain side,
snow and trees everywhere.
The musky smell of elk blowing in my face,
Stress and strain all through my body,
Then I'm as calm as a breeze less night,
Waiting for my opportunity to strike.
Bang! I shoot, more nervous than my first day of school,
3 more times lead smacked that elk.
Then it was done
snow and trees everywhere.
The musky smell of elk blowing in my face,
Stress and strain all through my body,
Then I'm as calm as a breeze less night,
Waiting for my opportunity to strike.
Bang! I shoot, more nervous than my first day of school,
3 more times lead smacked that elk.
Then it was done
Matty G. "A Big Bull Elk."
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