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Northeastern North Carolina Deer Doggin’

Hey y’all, put together a song for all the Houndsman and the boys who love our beautiful state and the traditions that has carried on for many years on this land.. enjoy 🦌🎶 Verse 1 Sun creepin’ up over cypress and pine, Another cold mornin’ down on 64 line. Blue Toyota rumblin’ with a dog box in back, Hounds barkin’ wild, ready to jump that track. Radio crackles, boys talkin’ big game— “Y’all better be ready when that buck runs your way.” Chorus It’s a Northeastern North Carolina mornin’, 12-gauge sound off, no better warnin’. Deer cross the road like they own that lane, Honda Civic flyin’ by, drivin' folks insane. Cleanin’ deer by noon with a cooler full of cheer, Game Warden checkin’ tags—“Y’all legal here?” Yeah, it’s huntin’, drinkin’, tales worth retellin’, Life in the pines where our hearts keep dwellin’. Verse 2 Dogs strike hot, you can hear ’em in the swamp, Somebody hollers, “He’s crossin’ at the clear-cut stomp!” I load up quick, mud flyin’ everywhere, Radio trash-talkin’ like we just don’t care. Buck breaks loose, jumpin’ ditches and wire, Heartbeat racin’ like the truck’s on fire. Chorus It’s a Northeastern North Carolina mornin’, 12-gauge sound off, no better warnin’. Deer cross the road like they own that lane, Honda Civic flyin’ by, drivin' folks insane. Cleanin’ deer by noon with a cooler full of beer, Game Warden checkin’ tags—“Y’all good this year?” Yeah, it’s huntin’, laughin’, stories worth tellin’, Life in the pines where our hearts keep dwellin’. Bridge From the Roanoke River to the Albemarle Sound, You ain’t lived right ’til you’ve run dogs on this ground. Mud on our boots, wind cuttin’ like a knife, But damn if it ain’t the good ol’ life. Final Chorus It’s a Northeastern North Carolina mornin’, 12-gauge sound off, the woods all roarin’. Deer cross the road like they’re runnin' free, Civic blowin’ past like it's Talladega speed. Cleanin’ deer by sunset, crackin’ open that beer, Game Warden laughin’ now—“See y’all next year.” Yeah, it’s huntin’, livin’, memories we’re spellin’, Life in the pines where our hearts keep dwellin’.