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The One That Got Away

Well I remember mine

I won’t forget that time

It was a cool and cloudy day

He was a white-tail buck

Just a sitting duck

Before he got away

He was a decent size

If I remember right

I’s thinkin’ how much he must weigh

But as you might have guessed

And as this song suggests

He’s my one that got away

 

The one that got away

Everyone’s got a story to tell

And the animal gets bigger every day

It’s the one that got away

 

Yeah he was pretty big

In fact I think

He's the biggest we’d seen all day

Not quite a Hansen Buck

But I was still awe-struck

By the rack that he displayed

He was a four-by-four

Or was it five or more

It doesn’t matter anyway

Cause as big as he was

I’m choking up because

Now he’s someone else’s prey

 

The one that got away

Everyone’s got a story to tell

And the animal gets bigger every day

It’s the one that got away

Well there ain’t no glory to this part of the story

It’s kinda hard for me to say

He’s over by that tree just as calm as could be

About fifty yards away

I pulled the trigger but on account of buck fever

My bullet went astray

I pulled the trigger again and again and again

But much to my dismay

He's the one that got away

Everyone’s got a story to tell

And the animal gets bigger every day

It’s the one that got away

Everyone’s got a story to tell

And the animal gets bigger every day

It’s the one that got away

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