Country boy life
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Some People don't know how hard it is to be a country boy in a city all we like to do is hunt and fish I guess the fishing is easier and 100% easy u have to drive to a lake or river unlike the country and hunting is hard to u still have to drive if I still lived on in the country and dove season was here all I have to do is step out my back door and hunt I had 1/2 an acre boy was it fun riding Dirtbike's and quads go mud bogging I would come home head to toe will mud boy was that fun have bonfire Listen to music to loud and not worry about wake up the neighbors yea that was the life and if i could do it all over I would do it and not think twice about it I love the country and it love me I used to go and disappear for hours ever day yea that was the life but now it city life but I am stay country for ever and ever and although I am inter city and meat a beautiful girl name rose adams Ik I am a country boy and she is a city girl but it right trust me I love her with all my life and she feels the same .
Well that it see u in the next round up
But if I could say some thing to her I would I could give her every thing I have and every thing I ever want
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