JD Willis - I'd Settle for a Jake

It all started about quarter till three
I rolled out of bed and slipped on my real tree AP
I drove two hours south with a tag to fill
Burnt about a half a tank of gas for a blood filled thrill
Hit the owl call on my way in
Found the roost to my left and said let the dance begin
I found my spot about 40 yards out
Set the hen decoy and I sat my big ass down
Gave him soft clucks and a couple of purs
But he flew off the roost and all I saw were tail feathers
So I looked up at the sky and said Lord its me again, please
I’m prayin for a nub beard
No spur
Gobble at anything kind of bird
Gimme one chance, one crack at him
Let this mossberg eat, I want turkey feet
On the back of my truck
I don’t know how much more I can take
I’d settle for a Jake
I’d settle for a Jake
I picked up my hen decoy and threw her over my back
I kept pushing forward looking for any sign trace or track
I came to one ridge that looked real real promising
So I pulled out my crow call in hopes I could shock gobble him
I let it rip and what do you know there he was
At the bottom of the holler just feeding his way up
Now I can’t go back to camp empty handed
With my buddies all sitting around drinkin' and laughin'
This will be my tenth year in a row with no bird
So I intend on doing everything I can to put this one in the dirt
So I looked up at the sky and said Lord its me again, please
I am begging you
I’m prayin for a nub beard
No spur
Gobble at anything kind of bird
Gimme one chance, one crack at him
Let this mossberg eat, I want turkey feet
On the back of my truck
I don’t know how much more I can take
I’d settle for a Jake
I’d settle for a Jake
I put my slate call down
and raised my gun up real easy
Put that beard buster sight right on his head
I took the safety off and I squeezed the trigger
Feathers were flying every which way
Lifted my head up and there was no turkey to be found
I missed a a nub beard
No spur
Gobble at anything kind of bird
Had my chance, my crack at him
I guess the gun won't eat, no turkey feet
On the back of my truck
I don’t know how much more I can take
I missed a Jake
I missed a Jake
This is my last turkey season
I’m giving my decoys away
and I'm not coming out here no more
Y'all can have fun with chasing these birds around the mountains
Cause' I am done

Written by:
Joshua Willis

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