He was old-school as hunting in a flannel
Took me with him slap middle of the rut
I was trying to get me one for the mantle
He was trying to fill the Frigidaire up
We met back at his C-10 custom
He was waiting with a doe and a beer
I said: I coulda killed a dozen of 'em
He said: Hell, why aingt one here?
He told me hold the light, pulled out a buck knife
We talked about life while I held the left leg
Went from girls to God, politics and dogs
Said I'd been lost, so Uncle Joe said
If you're gonna be a friend
Be a friend like Skoal, always there in a pinch
If you're gonna love a woman, you got
To love her like a Chevy, buddy, steady like a rock
If something's on your mind, got something to say
Do it like your Browning, try to shoot 'em straight
Hell, just look around ya, be Skoal, Chevy, and Browning
Said: That's some shit I should've told your cousin
For he got caught up in that mess
Wherever he is, I hope he knows I love him
I'd just hate to see you be next
Said: That's enough of that, threw a back strap
On a hot black cast iron skillet with some Dale's
While I was half beer drinking and half clear thinking to myself
If you're gonna be a friend
Be a friend like Skoal, always there in a pinch
If you're gonna love a woman, you got
To love her like a Chevy, buddy, steady like a rock
If something's on your mind, got something to say
Do it like your Browning, try to shoot 'em straight
Hell, just look around ya, be Skoal, Chevy, and Browning
Yeah, he was old-school as hunting in a flannel
Took me with him slap middle of the rut
I was trying to get me one for the mantle
But I left with something better in the truck
If you're gonna be a friend
Be a friend like Skoal, always there in a pinch
If you're gonna love a woman, you got
To love her like a Chevy, buddy, steady like a rock
If something's on your mind, you've got something to say
Do it like your Browning, try to shoot 'em straight
Hell, just look around ya, be Skoal, Chevy, and Browning
Be simple as Skoal, Chevy, and Browning
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