Lyrics:

He was old school as huntin' in a flannel
Took me with him slap middle of the rut
I was tryin' to get me one for the mantle
He was tryin' to fill the Frigidaire up
We met back at his C-10 custom
He was waitin' with a doe and a beer
I said I coulda killed a dozen of 'em
He said hell why ain't one here
He told me hold the light
Pulled out a buck knife
We talked about life
While I held the left leg
Went from girls to God
Politics and dogs
Said I'd been lost
So Uncle Joe said
If you're gonna be a friend
Be a friend like Skoal always there in a pinch
If you're gonna love a woman you got
To love her like a Chevy buddy steady like a rock
If something's on your mind
Got somethin' to say
Do it like your Browning
Try to shoot 'em straight
Hell just look around ya
Be Skoal, Chevy, and Browning
Said that's some shit I shoulda told your cousin
'Fore he got caught up in that mess
Wherever he is I hope he knows I love him
I'd just hate to see you be next
Said that's enough of that
Threw a back strap
On a hot black cast iron skillet with some Dale's
While I was half beer drinkin' and half clear thinkin' to myself
If you're gonna be a friend
Be a friend like Skoal always there in a pinch
If you're gonna love a woman you got
To love her like a Chevy buddy steady like a rock
If something's on your mind
Got somethin' to say
Do it like your Browning
Try to shoot 'em straight
Hell just look around ya
Be Skoal, Chevy, and Browning
He was old school as huntin' in a flannel
Took me with him slap middle of the rut
I was tryin' to get me one for the mantle
But I left with somethin' better in the truck
If you're gonna be a friend
Be a friend like Skoal always there in a pinch
If you're gonna love a woman you got
To love her like a Chevy buddy steady like a rock
If something's on your mind
Got somethin' to say
Do it like your Browning
Try to shoot 'em straight
Hell just look around ya
Be Skoal, Chevy, and Browning
As simple as Skoal, Chevy, and Browning