Sometimes we start with breakfast
If Joes invitin don't take me long to say YES!

He cooks a meal that's fit for a king
If I could carry a tune it might make me sing.

When we go out huntin we always get our limits
Sometimes it's 8 birds, but mostly 3 hours and some minutes.

When a dogs on point and frozen still
I've seen Joe get excited and run up hill

I don't know where he gets all his energy to get around
I take the same steps, feels like he's walking me into the ground.

He rolls under or through fences with ease
When I try and get hung up, I beg "Come help me, please".

He's such a good shot and quick on the draw
With shootin like that it should be against the law.

When we shoot at the same bird He says, "You got it",
I think he just wants me to carry it in my pocket.

We've went through quite a few dogs but what the heck
I've seen one hit a post and break his neck.

Joe had one dog this year must have chocked on a bone
Before he could take him to a vet, he was cold as stone.

When the hunt is over and the guns put away
We sometimes have a drink and recall
The thoughts of the day.

I had a choice, a wedding or here tonight
When my wife gets back from the wedding, there might be a fight.

I'll always look up to Joe kinda like a father
There's been a few times, I've seen him walk on water.

When it comes to perfection and you're talking about Joe
He's about the closest human being that I know.