Yella Acorns

	  		
(VERSE I) 

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Last year we had a bumper crop, When them white oak acorns started to drop 
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So many I twisted my ankle walkin' to the stand 
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Everywhere you look was a sweet resentin', Bigger round than a Florida lemon 
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Was a white tail grocery store all over the land 
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But this spring during turkey season, Jack frost came and he went to freezin' 
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Everything with a bumble bee, a bud or a bloom 
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Then summer came and there weren't no rain,Everybody said what a cryin' shame 
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And the DNR predicted deer season was doomed 

(PREChorus) 

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Well me and my buddies we got to thinking Sittin' around one night drinking 
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How we gonna fill up our deer tags 
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Then a light went off I started to grin, I remembered 'bout my big grain bin 
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We started fillin' up fifty pound bags 


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Of them yella acorns They're worth their weight in gold 
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Im gonna have more meat than my old deep freeze can hold 
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With all them yella acorns you'll have them eatin' from your hands 
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Just don't get yourself busted by the man 


VERSE II 

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We filled us up a dump truck load My farm looked like the yella brick road 
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Ain't this much corn in Nebraska or Illinois 
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Then a monster buck he come a sniffin around 
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I was about to lay that old hammer down 
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When i heard a voice say "Get down from there, boy!" 
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Well I showed the warden my warnin' sign 
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That I posted up on my property line that said 
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This here corns to feed the birds and the squirrels aight 
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Let me make just one thing clear, Any deer caught feedin' here is trespassin' 
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And will be shot on sight 

(PREChorus) 

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And then he slipped them cuffs around my arms, Took all I had except the farm 
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Took my truck my gun, took my cold beer 
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Now the only deer that I see is on TV and in the magazines 
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And I learned my lesson and now im steerin' clear 


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Of them yella acorns, They'll land your butt in jail 
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This orange jumpsuit ain't worth an ol' white tail 
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Yella acorns you'll have them eatin' from your hands 
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Just don't get yourself busted by the man