COON'S UP A TREE
By: Dixie Hall (BMI)

VERSE 1: WE BEEN OUT HUNTIN' MOST OF THE NIGHT
PETE TREE'D A COON IN THE PALE MORNING LIGHT
JIMMY WENT HOME, FOR A 'SAMICH" AND DRINK
COON'S LOOKIN' BIGGER EVER' MINUTE, I THINK

CHORUS: COON'S UP A TREE, GET JIMMY ON THE PHONE
CALL HIM RIGHT NOW, BOYS, AFORE IT GETS GONE
HE'LL SHOOT IT DOWN AND WE'LL HAVE A TREAT
FRIED MEAT AND GRAVY AND BISCUITS TO EAT

VERSE 2: WILLIAMS, J.D. AND THE REST OF THE BAND
UNDER THE TREE WITH THEIR GUNS IN THEIR HANDS
DWIGHT, HE JUST GRINS, AND HE DON'T MISS A BEAT
SAYS DON'T SPREAD YOUR BUCKSHOT ALL THRU THAT MEAT

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VERSE 3: YOU DON'T SUSPECT ALL THE TROUBLE YOU'RE IN
HERE IN BROWN COUNTY OUT HUNTIN' WITH JIM
THE MOON IS SO FULL SON YOU DON'T NEED A TORCH
SO HUNT WITH THE BIG DOGS OR STAY ON THE PORCH

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VERSE 4: COON'S UP A TREE GET THE KING ON THE PHONE
HE SHOOTS SO CLEAN IT WON'T KNOW THAT IT'S GONE
THERE WON'T BE BUCKSHOT, EYEBALLS OR HAIR
MARTIN'S THE BEST SHOT YOU'LL FIND ANYWHERE