Look at your fingerprint.
Nobody has exact same combination of squiggly lines. The earth has over 7 billion people living on it and not one of those people has the same exact pattern on their fingertips. Not a single person throughout history has had that specific design on their fingers.
Nobody else. Just you.
Okay, now imagine someone came along and took away your fingerprints — ripped ’em clean off your finger! Gone forever.
How would you feel?
That’s kind of like the country life.
No other type of lifestyle offers what the country lifestyle offers. There are certain things within the country life that are so crucial that if they were taken away, country life would be stripped of its identity.
If those things were taken away, what would country life be anymore?
Just a couple of those important, fingerprint-like things are hunting and fishing (or as I like to say – huntin’ and fishin’). If you’re living the country way, you understand this. It’s almost guaranteed that, if you’re a real country person, you’ve done one or both of these two things.
Country music artists know this to be true. Luke Bryan is caught fishing all the time. Sam Hunt hunts. Heck, even THE Reba McEntire has tried to wrangle in some fish.
Many singer-songwriters have included these activities in their songs. Here are just five that we thought you’d be able to relate to.
“Country Boy” – Johnny Cash
“Country boy, ain’t got no ills.
Country boy, don’t owe no bills.
You get a wiggly worm,
And then you watch him squirm.
While you put him on a hook,
And you drop him in a brook.
If everything’s gonna turn out right,
You’re gonna fry fish tonight.”
“I’m Still A Guy” – Brad Paisley
“When you see a deer you see Bambi
And I see antlers up on the wall
When you see a lake you think picnic
And I see a large mouth up under that log”
“Backwoods boy” – Josh Turner
“Grew up on a dirt road
I’m a backwoods boy
With no better place to go
Waitin’ on a deer, wishin’ on a star
I’ll always be true to my heart
Cause I’m a backwoods boy”
“Mossy Oak Song” – Tracy Byrd
“Mossy oak swamp bottom, dew drop falling
Old Tom answering a hoot owls call
Nothing like the sound when the day breaks
Me and Daddy in the woods on a Saturday
you see his Granddaddy hunted these hills and
I hope someday my kids will
He said, Do me a favor before I’m gone,
love this land and pass it on”
“Louisiana Saturday Night” – Mel McDaniel
“Waiting in the front yard sitting on a log,
Single-shot rifle and a one-eyed dog
Yonder come the kinfolk, in the moonlight,
Louisiana Saturday night.”