He ran outta that bedroom 'bout as gung-ho as he could be in his Mossy Oak
Took a first hunt picture on my phone 'fore he fell asleep on the way
I held the gun, he held the light
A cup of coffee and a can of Sprite
The stand was only ten feet high but on top of the world that day
I already knew he wouldn't see a thing
Been three more times and it's always the same
'Cause he moves too much and he talks too loud
But I don't mind 'cause I'm findin' out
That even if it's just time we're killin', it's never felt more like livin'
They'll make you cuss and wear your patience thin
But next thing you know, they're all grown up and then
You're huntin' by yourself again
Well I've heard 'em say these days don't last
I know the years are gonna fly fast
Right out the door and never come back
As bad as you want 'em to
And pretty soon, he'll sit in his own tree
Be a bat outta hell with a set of keys
And chasin' girls is gonna be all he'll wanna do
He'll have a lot less time for his old man
So I'm gonna soak it up while I still can
When he moves too much and he talks too loud
But I don't mind 'cause I'm findin' out
That even if it's just time we're killin', it's never felt more like livin'
They'll make you cuss and wear your patience thin
But next thing you know, they're all grown up and then
You're huntin' by yourself again
Runs outta that bedroom 'bout as gung-ho as he could be in his Mossy Oak
Hop in the truck and off we go
I can't help but smile 'cause he don't know
He moves too much and he talks too loud
But I don't mind 'cause I'm findin' out
That even if it's just time we're killin', it's never felt more like livin'
They'll make you cuss and wear your patience thin
But next thing you know, they're all grown up and then
You're huntin' by yourself again
Huntin' by Yourself Video (MV)
Performed By: Luke Combs
From Album: Fathers & Sons
Genre(s): Country
Language: English
Written by: Alexander Palmer, Michael Tyler, Thomas Marc Archer, Luke Combs, Ray Fulcher
Released: June 14th, 2024
Year: 2024
Luke Combs - Huntin' by Yourself Lyrics
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He ran outta that bedroom 'bout as gung-ho as he could be in his Mossy Oak
Took a first hunt picture on my phone 'fore he fell asleep on the way
I held the gun, he held the light
A cup of coffee and a can of Sprite
The stand was only ten feet high but on top of the world that day
I already knew he wouldn't see a thing
Been three more times and it's always the same
'Cause he moves too much and he talks too loud
But I don't mind 'cause I'm findin' out
That even if it's just time we're killin', it's never felt more like livin'
They'll make you cuss and wear your patience thin
But next thing you know, they're all grown up and then
You're huntin' by yourself again
Well I've heard 'em say these days don't last
I know the years are gonna fly fast
Right out the door and never come back
As bad as you want 'em to
And pretty soon, he'll sit in his own tree
Be a bat outta hell with a set of keys
And chasin' girls is gonna be all he'll wanna do
He'll have a lot less time for his old man
So I'm gonna soak it up while I still can
When he moves too much and he talks too loud
But I don't mind 'cause I'm findin' out
That even if it's just time we're killin', it's never felt more like livin'
They'll make you cuss and wear your patience thin
But next thing you know, they're all grown up and then
You're huntin' by yourself again
Runs outta that bedroom 'bout as gung-ho as he could be in his Mossy Oak
Hop in the truck and off we go
I can't help but smile 'cause he don't know
He moves too much and he talks too loud
But I don't mind 'cause I'm findin' out
That even if it's just time we're killin', it's never felt more like livin'
They'll make you cuss and wear your patience thin
But next thing you know, they're all grown up and then
You're huntin' by yourself again
Took a first hunt picture on my phone 'fore he fell asleep on the way
I held the gun, he held the light
A cup of coffee and a can of Sprite
The stand was only ten feet high but on top of the world that day
I already knew he wouldn't see a thing
Been three more times and it's always the same
'Cause he moves too much and he talks too loud
But I don't mind 'cause I'm findin' out
That even if it's just time we're killin', it's never felt more like livin'
They'll make you cuss and wear your patience thin
But next thing you know, they're all grown up and then
You're huntin' by yourself again
Well I've heard 'em say these days don't last
I know the years are gonna fly fast
Right out the door and never come back
As bad as you want 'em to
And pretty soon, he'll sit in his own tree
Be a bat outta hell with a set of keys
And chasin' girls is gonna be all he'll wanna do
He'll have a lot less time for his old man
So I'm gonna soak it up while I still can
When he moves too much and he talks too loud
But I don't mind 'cause I'm findin' out
That even if it's just time we're killin', it's never felt more like livin'
They'll make you cuss and wear your patience thin
But next thing you know, they're all grown up and then
You're huntin' by yourself again
Runs outta that bedroom 'bout as gung-ho as he could be in his Mossy Oak
Hop in the truck and off we go
I can't help but smile 'cause he don't know
He moves too much and he talks too loud
But I don't mind 'cause I'm findin' out
That even if it's just time we're killin', it's never felt more like livin'
They'll make you cuss and wear your patience thin
But next thing you know, they're all grown up and then
You're huntin' by yourself again
Writer: Alexander Palmer, Michael Tyler, Thomas Marc Archer, Luke Combs, Ray Fulcher
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
