Pass It On

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
 Pass it on
 Oh, he showed me how to cast a line
 Where the white tail live and how to read their signs
 He'd lean my gun up against a tree,
 so he could hold a barbwire fence for me
 Yeah I learned a lot from watching his ways,
 like how to hunt smart and how to be safe
 He said, one of these days son, you'll be grown
 Remember what i told you and pass it on
 Pass it on in the name of conservation
 Pass it on to another generation
 Pass it on
 But on the day that I turned 21,
 my Dad walked in with an old shot gun
 He said this belonged to your grandpa
 It's yours now son, so handle it with love
 and pass it on
 Pass it on in the name of conservation
 Pass it on to another generation
 Pass it on
 Pass it on
 Pass it on
 Nothing like the sound when day breaks
 Me and my boy in the woods on a Saturday
 Pass it on