Originally Posted by poorcountrypreacher


"I got a deer, home in a pen,
Corn to feed him on,
All I need is a pretty little girl,
To feed him when I'm gone."

A gold star to anyone who can identify the lyrics.


Bake 'em biscuits, baby
Bake 'em good and brown
When you get them biscuits baked
We're Alabama bound


It takes a long time to grow an old friend.