Got a nose that can smell a two-day trail
He's a four legged tracking' machine
You can consider yourself mighty lucky
To get past the gators and the quicksand beds
OR...
Well, I paid off the guard and I slipped out a letter
To my cousin up in Tennessee
Oh and he brought down a blue tick hound
She was pretty as she could be
Well they penned her up in the swampland
'Bout a mile just south of the gate
YOU ARE READING
Guess the COUNTRY song!
FanfictionI saw one of these and I wanted to do it. Mostly modern country.
