Tracks Testo

Game trail, big old [?] tree
Deep breath, I look around and see
Make sure, in all its glory
Makes me think of those that were here before me
That laid these tracks

Clearcut, badass briar patch
Focus, find that hidden path
Don't stop at that first dead end
It opens up just around the bend If you stay on track
And you don't turn back

You'll find what you search for
In the great outdoors
Just follow the tracks

Jesus [?] bay
Roosevelt, the one they call Teddy
Fred Bear, Hollywood Howard Hill
Those are big ass boots to fill
But I'm proud to walk in their tracks
And if I don't turn back

I'll find what I search for
In the great outdoors
Oh, just follow the tracks
Whoa

I'll find what I search for In the great outdoors
I'll just follow the tracks