THE OL' PACK HUNTER
FOR HIM THIS IS NO HOBBY, RUNNING HOUNDS AT NIGHT
FOR HIM HIS HOUNDS ARE HIS ONLY WAY OF LIFE
HE RUNS HIS HOUNDS THREE NIGHTS A WEEK
YEAR ROUND HIS PACK IS SOLID AND AT IT'S PEAK
FOR TROPHIES HE HAS NO DESIRE OR CARE
HE DON'T NEED TITLES TO TREE HIS SHARE
OL' NAUGIN & BLIZZ, RUGER & BLAZE
SCREAM IN THE NIGHT & BREAK THROUGH THE HAZE
A SIX HOUND PACK THROUGH THE WOODS THEY BLOW
THAT OL' COON ON THE FLY HAS NO WHERE TO GO
TO HIM IT'S NOT ABOUT HOW FAST THEY CAN TREE
THE TRAIL IS WHERE HE WOULD RATHER BE
A GRAND NITE CHAMPION SHOWED UP ON NIGHT
ALL HIS TITILES, SAY HE COULD DO IT RIGHT
THAT GRAND TREED THREE IN AN HOUR OR SO
MAN WHAT A HOUND, HE PUT ON QUITE A SHOW
THE OL' PACK HUNTER JUST SMILED HIS FACE NOT SOUR
'CAUSE IN THE SOUTH SWAMP YOU HUNT MORE THAN AN HOUR THEY HUNTED THROUGH THE NIGHT, 'TIL THE CRACK OF DAY
BEFORE MIDNIGHT THE GRAND WAS IN THE BOX TO STAY
YOU SEE WHY THESE TITLES MEAN LITTLE TO ME
FOR WHEN I RUN MY PACK, WE ALL ARE FREE
I LOVE THE WOODS AND THE CALL OF MY PACK
'CAUSE WORKING THE TRAIL IS WHERE IT'S AT
~PAUL ALLEN~2009