Snipe Hunt by Tyler Childers
Key: DD | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Verse 1
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I flung the door open and let the heat rise
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To heat up the world because I thought it was mine
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And all the while all my plans froze inside
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Because there’s only so much to go round
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And it took me some tries and a whole lot of kindlin’
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when the lesson arrived it only took me a minute
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to learn there’s some things better off freezing
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I can tell you a few that I’ve found
Verse 2
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Hate is a thing that could poison your veins
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And get in your eyes when you’re sweatin’ on stage
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Shiftin’ around 4 o’clock on the wall
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tells you its almost over
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Bands that keep rollin’ and times for the birds
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That chirp in your ears all the rumors they heard
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Flying above all the good in this world
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Shittin’ on cattle n’ clover
Verse 3
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Now when I was a young boy I thought I could track
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And an old timer sat down and wrenched me a sack
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And he told me all of the knowledge I lacked
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on an ordinary old thing called a snipe
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He picked me up on a Friday and he dropped me in Charlie
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Told me when he’d be back and went off to party
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And I sat on the hill like a Jeremiah Johnson
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And I froze my dumb ass off all night
Verse 4
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And that’s the way that I feel when I look at our past
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And the handshakes you gave me if your calling them that
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And the snickers you tried to pass off as laughs
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And the way your eyes never met mine
Verse 5]
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Paranoia’s a thing that you’re makin’ when sleep
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Ain’t a thing you recall ain’t a habit you keep
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One old boy’s nightmare is another fools dream
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It’s all in the way that you hold her
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Hotels are lonely I reckon I’d know
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I’ve spent many nights in between shows
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Watching as paint dries on the wall
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all the boogers that’re just painted over
Verse 6]
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Life reminds me of a card game you played as a kid
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Where you laid down the deck til you got to the end
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Early on there’s a joker got lost ‘neath the fridge
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Over time all the queens moved in with him
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And I’d say the boy had him an absolute ball
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But he ruined the card game for all us involved
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And I let it eat at me like kudzu in Georgia
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I hope it don’t do that again