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The Old Huntin' Club Official Video

“The Old Huntin’ Club” — Danny Welch Take a ride down Highway 36 and back through time with “The Old Huntin’ Club,” a heartfelt tribute to Hickory Flat Hunting Club near Barnesville, Georgia where friends, family, and stories have gathered for over 30 years. Written by Danny Welch, this song paints a vivid picture of early mornings, campfire laughter, and the kind of memories that become family legend. It’s about more than deer and turkeys, it’s about brotherhood, tradition, and the timeless bond of the outdoors. 🌲 Highlights from the song: Built by the hands of a few good men back in the ’60s Campfire tales under Georgia’s starry skies The mysterious “Man in Brown” whisperin’ through the pines Breakfast and stories at The Pastime Grill in nearby Barnesville Whether you’ve ever hunted, camped, or just shared a sunrise with good friends, you’ll feel right at home with this song. Verse 1 Down Highway 36, on some old dirt roads, There’s a sign leanin’ proud where old stories are told. Built by the hands of a few good men, Back in the sixties — when this story begins. Chorus At Hickory Flat Huntin' Club, under stars so bright, Twenty-five brothers‘ round the campfire light. The White Tails run, and the turkeys call, But it’s laughter and legends, cherished most of all.- And down by Eddy Creek, where many memories flow — That’s the center of the land, and its soul. Verse 2 Old trucks hum low through the morning dew, Coffee on the tailgate, under skies of blue. Guns oiled and ready, dogs barkin’ proud, The woods come alive when that first shot’s heard loud. Chorus At the Huntin' Club, where the campfire never dies, With a story for every hunt, a little truth behind the lies. And when the huntin’s done, there’s breakfast for some, Just down the road at the old Pastime Grill we love. Eggs and bacon, and a few more laughs — Just good men livin’ in a moment that lasts. Bridge There’s a Man in Brown that haunts the trees, Some say he’s real — or just a breeze. But when the embers fade and the jokes grow thin, You can almost hear him whisperin’ again. Verse 3 Huntin shacks with Christmas lights, there's pallet on the fire. Another night in the history books, like so many others before. And when you think its gonna end, someone says, Lets Have Just One More. Final Chorus Hickory Flat Huntin' Club — it’s more than just a name, It’s a circle of hearts, and a forever flame. From Eddy Creek to Russel's Farm, The stories live on with every season that turns. So here’s to the memories, the hunt, and the love — Down at old Hickory Flat Huntin' Club. This Fall you can find me, at the old Huntin' Club. #DannyWelch #TheOldHuntinClub #CountryMusic #GeorgiaRoots #BarnesvilleGA #SouthernStorytelling #HickoryFlatHuntingClub #whitetail #gon #hunting #ntf #turkeyhunting #deerhunting #nashville #barnesvillega #nashvillesound #huntingseason #outdoorgear #bassproshop #cabelas #sportsman #fishing #outdoorlife #hunter