Hunters Song

Capo 1

There was a baby boy and he made some noise in the moonlight with a drum

I heard a cheer and an empty beer for every song with the band he sung

It's a bitch, it's a grin, it's a luck, it's a sin growin' up with a good time band

But keep keeping on with the beat of your drum cause you're keeping in time like a man

Hunter take the good times, Hunter take the bad times

Send 'em down the road in a VW bus

Sitting in the back of the bus

With your circle of friends

I always did like you, one day they're gonna mic you

And they're gonna read about you in the magazines

But I never seen another one like you

And you know I never will again

It's hard to get along when your same damn songs don't say just what you mean anymore

You cannot sleep in a motel room with the white lines at your door

But you got a message to deliver, got the road and the river to help you with the pain

The road's not home and your heart's wide open but the river's got your last name

Chorus

We get road hard whipped down standing in the rain with our own kind of blues

But I can see a rainbow looking in your eyes and reflected off your pair of shoes

Every boy every girl gets a piece of the world and you're gonna get yours someday

Maybe pass it on through to a moon-eyed girl in a bar in Santa Fe