The Reel Bass Pro

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[Verse 1]
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The smell of an old two-stroke on 
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a twelve-foot boat
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Early mornin' on the river
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Frost on a calm-cut field and a 
white-tail
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Runnin' in mid-November
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A blaze-orange cap layin' up on my 
dash
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Slow ridin' down an old farm road
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Yeah, that's the real truck, duck,
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 buck, and Bass Pro


[Chorus]
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There's a little slice of heaven
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That I shot that eleven-point buck 
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with a double-drop tine
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And you oughta see a Whopper Plopper
 on the top water
       A
Come Saturday at sunrise
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Everybody who knows me damn sure 
knows
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I'll be twenty foot high in a tall 
white oak
                              A    
That's the real truck, duck, buck, 
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and Bass Pro


[Verse 2]
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There ain't nothin' like the smell 
of bacon on the griddle
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In a duck blind, first of the year
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Yeah, it's cut 'em all, high five, 
green heads hit the water
           A
Then it's time for an ice-cold beer
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Thank the good Lord for the great 
outdoors
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And Johnny Morris for the fishin' 
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poles
Yeah, that's the real truck, duck, 
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buck, and Bass Pro


[Chorus]
           D
There's a little slice of heaven
                              G    
That I shot that eleven-point buck 
                   D
with a double-drop tine
         D
And you oughta see a Whopper Plopper
 on the top water
       A
Come Saturday at sunrise
   D
Everybody who knows me damn sure 
knows
           G                   D
I'll be twenty foot high in a tall 
white oak
                              A    
That's the real truck, duck, buck, 
          D
and Bass Pro


[Break]
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Em Em
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[Bridge]
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Drop a line in the water, drop a 
bullet in the gun
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Drop a Mercury on a Tracker if you 
wanna have fun


[Chorus]
         D
Cause there's a little slice of 
heaven
                              G    
That I shot that eleven-point buck 
                   D
with a double-drop tine
         D
And you oughta see a Whopper Plopper
 on the top water
       A
Come Saturday at sunrise
   D
Everybody who knows me damn sure 
knows
           G                   D
I'll be twenty foot high in a tall 
white oak
                              A    
That's the real truck, duck, buck, 
          D
and Bass Pro
        D
Yeah, there's a little slice of 
heaven
                              G    
That I shot that eleven-point buck 
                   D
with a double-drop tine
         D
And you oughta see a Whopper Plopper
 on the top water
       A
Come Saturday at sunrise
      D
Everybody who knows me damn sure 
knows
           G                   D
I'll be twenty foot high in a tall 
white oak
                              A    
That's the real truck, duck, buck, 
          D
and Bass Pro
Yeah, that's the real truck, duck, 
  A             D
buck, and Bass Pro