Aug 31, 2016

Huntin’, Fishin’ and Lovin’ Every Day 

By: Tony Blando

A few weeks ago, I was driving to work on a Saturday, madder than a hornet in a Coke can that I was driving to work on a Saturday.  It was a gorgeous spring day, and my three brothers, my dad and all my hunting and fishing buddies were either turkey hunting or walleye fishing, while I was driving to work on a Saturday.  To say the least, I was not a happy little hunter or fisherman. Did I mention I was driving to work on a beautiful spring SATURDAY when the walleye were biting and the gobblers were in full strut looking for lady friends? 

At some point during my little pity party I turned on the radio — only to become further dismayed when my favorite country music station was in the middle of a seemingly endless string of commercials.  I don't recall for sure, but I believe I uttered a few choice words and may have thrown in some wild gestures through the tears. 

But then the first song came on and my mood did a complete 180.  I went from "poor little ole me" to "my life rocks" in a matter of seconds.  I went from acting like a whiny little toddler to a man who realized he was in the midst of another day the “Lord hath made” and I best be thankful for it. It's funny how something as simple as a song can do that.  Definitely better than mood-altering drugs or alcohol. 

The song I'm referring to is Luke Bryan's latest hit, “Huntin’, Fishin’ and Lovin’ Every Day.”  If you like to hunt, fish and love, and haven’t heard this song yet, do yourself a favor and YouTube it ASAP.  

I know this will cut into my word count allotment but, since it had such a mood-changing effect on me, I feel obliged to share the lyrics with you: 

Luke Bryan's, Huntin', Fishin' and Lovin' Every Day 

If I could make a livin’ from walkin’ in the woods 

You can bet I'd be sittin’ pretty good 

High on a hill looking at a field down wind 

If I could make a nickel off of turning them bass 

Never worry ’bout the price of gas 

I'd be wheelin’ and dealin’ and sittin' there reelin’ 'em in 

A huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day 

That's the prayer that a country boy prays 

Thank God He made me this way 

Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day 

Early in the morning and late in the evenin’ 

I'm getting red dirt rich and Flint River paid 

Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day 

I get a little farm pond buzz 

Sound of gravel when I'm backin' up 

Pulling the string on a 9.9 two stroke (Mercury) 

I love it when my baby wants to roll with me 

Throws her boots on, climbs in a tree 

Tuckin' her hair in my hat and she's ready to go 

We get to huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day 

That's the prayer that a country boy prays 

Thank God He made me this way 

Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day 

Early in the morning and late in the evenin’ 

I'm getting red dirt rich, Flint River paid 

Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day 

So while y'all are up there 

Breathin' in that old dirty air 

I'll be down here, knee deep, in the Muckalee 

Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day 

I wanna see them tall pines sway 

Y'all close them eyes, let’s go there in our minds 

Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day 

That's the prayer this country boy prays 

Thank God He made me this way 

Huntin', fishin' and lovin' every day 

Black coffee in the mornin’, dark whiskey in the evenin’ 

I get red dirt rich and Flint River paid 

Huntin', and fishin' and lovin' every day 

Won't you come along with me 

Won't you come along with me 

I know you wanna see 

Huntin' and fishin' and lovin' every day 

I understand there are people who don't like this song, and maybe you don't either.  That's ok.  Last I checked, we are still free to have our own opinions, and I certainly don't begrudge you if yours is different than mine.   When I was looking up the lyrics I saw mostly positive comments, but here is one of the few that were negative:  

"This is just the most shallow, stereotyped thing imaginable. My cat is giving me the death stare playing this; it’s obvious he hates it. And let’s just be clear… A 40 year old dude is singing about doing nothing all day except hunting and fishing… Not doing responsible adult things like working, or keeping obligations to other people, no, he just goes out and makes no money. So he’s probably living off of someone else’s money while he irresponsibly hunts and fishes all day. The music may well be halfway tolerable but the lyrics are stupid and insufferable." 

That hurts – especially since the first time I heard this song I was riding in my truck with my wife and daughters.  I fell in love with it immediately — to the point where I said, "I want that played at my funeral." I guess not everyone likes it as much as I do, but I have shared this song with my blood brothers and many of my outdoor brothers and, although they didn’t say they wanted it in their last rites, each of them seemed to love it as much as I did.  

The purpose of this column is certainly not to persuade you to like Luke Bryan or his latest song.  The purpose is to remind Badger Sportsman readers that some of the simpler things in life, like music, can turn a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day into something more tolerable — especially if the song in some way moves you emotionally in a positive direction.  I believe music is a gift from God and I'm grateful He gave others the ability to change emotions through their writing and singing.  Regardless your favorite music genre, my bet is that every one of you has had a similar emotionally uplifting experience with music at some point.   

There are several lines in this song that do that for me: 

"High on a hill, looking at a field downwind." This phrase transports me to the November woods where I'm trying to fool a wily old whitetail buck into coming into bow range. 

"I get a little farm pond buzz, sound of gravel when I'm backing up; pulling the string on a 9.9 two-stroke." This phrase transports me to a time when I was in the Army at various posts in Georgia, where I fell in love with largemouth bass fishing on small farm ponds. 

"I love it when my baby wants to roll with me." I love nothing more than sharing my outdoor passion with my wife of 28 years. Every time I hear this phrase it makes me think of her – she would argue that’s not such a bad thing. 

"I'm getting red dirt rich." This one reminds me that making money isn't what will make me wealthy. Rather, it's the experiences in the outdoors that enrich me far more than the bottom line in any savings or investment account. 

"Let's go there in our minds."  When life gets hectic and I'm driving to work on a Saturday, I can go to the outdoor places that make me “red dirt rich” anytime I so choose. 

"Black coffee in the morning, dark whiskey in the evening."  This is my favorite line in the entire song.  Bagging a nice gobbler, trophy buck or a limit of walleye is awesome, but what is more awesome is what happens before and after the outing.  The camaraderie I experience with friends and family in the outdoors far outweighs the spoils of the hunting or fishing trip 

 

At Badger Sportsman we hope that the next time you are in a funk for whatever reason, you ask yourself, "What song or songs move me emotionally?"  Then do yourself a favor and drive around in your truck or car until you hear it, or save yourself the gas and time and YouTube it.  

 

That's the prayer THIS country boy prays.