I’d Rather Be Hunting (lyrics)


Got up on a Monday morn
Working seems to be the norm
Nine to five can be alright
But mostly just a thorn

I’d rather be hunting
In the prairie country
I’d rather be hunting
Till the sun goes down.

Got up on a Tuesday morn
Same story as the day before
Eight hours stress ‘n sweat
And I’m walking out the door

Got up on Wednesday
I ain’t got much more to say
Make it passed the mid-week hump
And drive away

Thursday the cock crowed
Three down, two more to go
Cup a joe and go
Let’s get this show on the road

Friday morning here at last
No rest for the middle class
Deer season so far away
I wish it would come fast