Out in the woods
With my rifle in hand
The morning sun shining all over this land
Spot a big ol' buck with his antlers so grand
A trophy
I thought
Gonna take him as planned
Took my shot
And the buck fell right down
But something wasn't right
Friend's face wore a frown
He said
"That's little Billy's buck
It's a shame"
"We were watching it grow
He's gonna hate your name"
Oh
Little Billy's buck
The one I didn't know
Little Billy's buck
His growin' pride
Oh no
Little Billy's buck
Now it's time to go
Gotta find a way to make things right
Don't you know
Well I tried to apologize
But my friend wasn't havin' it
Little Billy wasn't even mad
I really think it was his dad
Who wanted Little Billy's Buck
Oh
Little Billy's buck
The one I didn't know
Little Billy's buck
His growin' pride
Oh no
Little Billy's buck
Now it's time to go
Gotta find a way to make things right
Don't you know
Well the buck didn't go to waste
I even hosted dinner over at my place
Even offered my friend a place to sit
He said "I don't give a shit!"
Oh
Little Billy's buck
The one I didn't know
Little Billy's buck
His growin' pride
Oh no
Little Billy's buck
Now it's time to go
Gotta find a way to make things right
Don't you know
Little Billy's Buck Video (MV)
Performed By: Walter P. Hilliard
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: J Upchurch, Walter Hilliard
Walter P. Hilliard - Little Billy's Buck Lyrics
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Out in the woods
With my rifle in hand
The morning sun shining all over this land
Spot a big ol' buck with his antlers so grand
A trophy
I thought
Gonna take him as planned
Took my shot
And the buck fell right down
But something wasn't right
Friend's face wore a frown
He said
"That's little Billy's buck
It's a shame"
"We were watching it grow
He's gonna hate your name"
Oh
Little Billy's buck
The one I didn't know
Little Billy's buck
His growin' pride
Oh no
Little Billy's buck
Now it's time to go
Gotta find a way to make things right
Don't you know
Well I tried to apologize
But my friend wasn't havin' it
Little Billy wasn't even mad
I really think it was his dad
Who wanted Little Billy's Buck
Oh
Little Billy's buck
The one I didn't know
Little Billy's buck
His growin' pride
Oh no
Little Billy's buck
Now it's time to go
Gotta find a way to make things right
Don't you know
Well the buck didn't go to waste
I even hosted dinner over at my place
Even offered my friend a place to sit
He said "I don't give a shit!"
Oh
Little Billy's buck
The one I didn't know
Little Billy's buck
His growin' pride
Oh no
Little Billy's buck
Now it's time to go
Gotta find a way to make things right
Don't you know
With my rifle in hand
The morning sun shining all over this land
Spot a big ol' buck with his antlers so grand
A trophy
I thought
Gonna take him as planned
Took my shot
And the buck fell right down
But something wasn't right
Friend's face wore a frown
He said
"That's little Billy's buck
It's a shame"
"We were watching it grow
He's gonna hate your name"
Oh
Little Billy's buck
The one I didn't know
Little Billy's buck
His growin' pride
Oh no
Little Billy's buck
Now it's time to go
Gotta find a way to make things right
Don't you know
Well I tried to apologize
But my friend wasn't havin' it
Little Billy wasn't even mad
I really think it was his dad
Who wanted Little Billy's Buck
Oh
Little Billy's buck
The one I didn't know
Little Billy's buck
His growin' pride
Oh no
Little Billy's buck
Now it's time to go
Gotta find a way to make things right
Don't you know
Well the buck didn't go to waste
I even hosted dinner over at my place
Even offered my friend a place to sit
He said "I don't give a shit!"
Oh
Little Billy's buck
The one I didn't know
Little Billy's buck
His growin' pride
Oh no
Little Billy's buck
Now it's time to go
Gotta find a way to make things right
Don't you know
Writer: J Upchurch, Walter Hilliard
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