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We always went huntin' on Christmas I was like eight, so I got like three good years of it And uh you know, dad and all them always remembered goin' on Christmas And that was usually a good time because that's when the ducks were in Well anyway, Aaron's mom got mad that all the dudes were going duck-huntin' on Christmas And his mom was the one that talked to your dad and said, hey no more huntin' on Christmas y'all are gonna be home with the family Leavin' Nashville like the leaves leaving the trees when the cold comes from the north It's been a year but it's here, five and some change door to door Cross the Mississippi, west of Memphis on the go Four good friends, one damn good black Labrador in tow Oh Arkansas We'll be there by the morning hope momma makes biscuits Arkansas Boys get the guns ready, we're hunting on Christmas Levee turns to timber, turns to gravel rolling in That delta breeze good to see the boys in camo again Couple drinks down 'round the fire But turning in, 'cause after all Come sunrise it flies, it dies When Rob yells kill 'em all Oh Arkansas We'll be there by the morning hope momma makes biscuits Letras de cancionesArkansas Boys get the guns ready, we're hunting on Christmas From Stuttgart up to Brinkley Hatchie Coon on down to here With guns hung up load up the truck We'll see y'all next year Here in Arkansas We'll be there by the morning, hope momma makes biscuits Oh Arkansas Boys get the guns ready we're hunting on Christmas Arkansas We'll be there by the morning hope momma makes biscuits Arkansas Boys get the guns ready we're hunting on Christmas From Letras Mania