Huntin’ By Yourself Lyrics – Luke Combs

Read the full Huntin’ By Yourself lyrics by Luke Combs along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Luke Combs’s music, you can also explore Little Country Boys and Plant a Seed, two other songs by Luke Combs.

[Verse 1: Luke Combs]
He ran out of that bedroom ’bout as gung-ho as he could be in his Mossy Oak
Took a first hunt picture on my phone ‘fore he fell asleep on the way
I held the gun, he held the light
A cup of coffee and a can of Sprite
The stand was only ten feet high but on top of the world that day

[Pre-Chorus: Luke Combs]
I already knew he wouldn’t see a thing
Been three more times and it’s always the same

[Chorus: Luke Combs]

‘Cause he moves too much and he talks too loud
But I don’t mind ’cause I’m finding out
That even if it’s just time we’re killing, it’s never felt more like living
They’ll make you cuss and wear your patience thin
But next thing you know, they’re all grown up and then
You’re hunting by yourself again

[Verse 2: Luke Combs]
Well I’ve heard ’em say these days don’t last
I know the years are gonna fly fast
Right out the door and never come back
As bad as you want ’em too
Pretty soon, he’ll sit in his own tree
Be a bat outta hell with a set o’ keys
Chasing girls is gonna be all he’ll wanna do

[Pre-Chorus: Luke Combs]
He’ll have a lot less time for his old man
So I’m gonna soak it up while I still can

[Chorus: Luke Combs]
When he moves too much and he talks too loud
When I don’t mind ’cause I’m finding out
That even if it’s just time we’re killing, it’s never felt more like living
They’ll make you cuss and wear your patience thin

But next thing you know, they’re all grown up and then
You’re hunting by yourself again

[Bridge: Luke Combs]
Runs out of that bedroom ’bout as gung-ho as he could be in his Mossy Oak
Hop in the truck and off we go
I can’t help but smile as he don’t know

[Chorus: Luke Combs]
He moves too much and he talks too loud
But I don’t mind ’cause I’m finding out
That even if it’s just time we’re killing
It’s never felt more like living
They’ll make you cuss and wear your patience thin
But next thing you know, they’re all grown up and then
You’re hunting by yourself again