I DON'T MISS

歌詞

Ten years old, 2-43 Big tall tine creeping through the pine trees Held my breath, steadied my gun Put it right there where the good blood runs Tracked his ass down, made the front page Up there at the deer camp to this day He's hangin' with the rest of my Boones As proof That I don't miss I don't miss I don't miss Mr. Redneck taking you to school, I Don't hit nothin' but the bullseye Find one shit song in the archive Bet ya have a hard time I don't miss I left town after nineteen years A buncha you'll be backs ringin' in my ears Now I'm up here gettin' hit up for front row tickets from the same shit talker sellin' ditch weed Workin' at the Conoco That I don't miss I don't miss I don't miss Mr. Redneck taking you to school, I Don't hit nothin' but the bullseye Find one shit song in the archive Bet ya have a hard time I don't miss (Miss) I don't fucking miss (Miss) Yeah I ain't Jordan but my first name's Michael And I swear with my hand on the Bible Long as y'all keep feelin' this shit Well I'ma keep shooting 'cause I don't miss I don't miss Mr. Redneck taking you to school, I Don't hit nothing but the bullseye Find one shit song in the archive Bet ya have a hard time I don't miss