Killt him a b’ar when he was only….five?
The Ballad of Davy Crockett is one of the first songs I remember singing. I remember singing it in a car once – maybe we were in Tennessee at the time. I probably thought it was cool because I was once on a mountaintop in Tennessee when I was only three. Never killt me a b’ar, though.
This kid’s Aly’s age. Anyone imagine giving her a rifle?
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