Hunting season, you're the best time of the year.
When the big deer come out, and the air turns cold,
I can't wait for you to draw near.
When you are here, my rifle I hold.
When I go to the store, where my bullets are sold,
I'm so happy to see all of the hunting supplies for sale.
When I buy my tag I am told,
"No poaching or you will be thrown in jail!"
My favorite deer to hunt is white-tail.
Sometimes they are very hard to hit--
Especially when there is a strong gale.
It makes me want to throw a fit.
Hunting season, oh how I love you.
There is no one that loves you as much as I do.
