Bourbon Boys - Son of the North lyrics

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Bourbon Boys - Son of the North lyrics

I'm raised on wild game, guns, guitars and David Allan Coe I listen to Ted Nugent when I shoot my compound bow I'm rocking on the tundra, I'm rolling in the snow Son of the North Son of the North Son of the North Son of the North Guns and ammo, backpack, camo, bow and arrow, bowie knife Where the blood trails run with a loaded gun It's how I wanna live my life We ain't got time or place for any porchers, pimps or rappers I've heard they who stay alive are hunters, fishers, trappers Son of the North Son of the North The land is like Alaska here if you take away the dull I'm rabbid like a polar wolf everywhere that I go forth For the world must see that I'm born to be a god damn son of the North Son of the North Son of the North ATV's, snowmobiles, snow shoes, hunting dogs My best friend is the north star and wherever I may roam He shines above the tree tops and he always leads me home The land is like Alaska here if you take away the dull I'm rabbid like a polar wolf everywhere that I go forth For the world must see that I'm born to be a god damn son of the North The land is like Alaska here if you take away the dull I'm rabbid like a polar wolf everywhere that I go forth For the world must see that I'm born to be a god damn son of the North