Pheasant Huntin' Day Songtext
von Tim Hus

My name is Jäger, I′m a hunting dog
Fowl and fair, that's my job
Geese and ducks and grouse and quail
There ain′t no turkey I can't tail
I get excited and all worked up
When they're loading up the truck
I start to bark and I start to bay
When I catch sight of orange blaze

It′s a pleasant pheasant hunting day
Over the fields and far away
Where the ringneck roosters roost
Set me free and turn me loose
Put a feather in your past
There′s no present like a pheasant in the prairie grass


When the morning air is brisk
I just live for a day like this
Came out here as a little pup
To the cattails by the railroad track
I see that pointer getting hot
I'll be the one to flush him out
I like partridge and ptarmigan
I was bred for hunting upland game

It′s a pleasant pheasant hunting day
Over the fields and far away
Where the ringneck roosters roost
Set me free and turn me loose
Put a feather in your past
There's no present like a pheasant in the prairie grass

I have often heard it said
Man might be a dog′s best friend
Ace and ace, two of a kind
Who's the catcher in the rye?
Two pair and a straight flush
Find ′em in the underbrush
King and queen and one-eyed jack
You bring 'em down, I'll bring ′em back


When the sun is going down
We′re all heading back to town
Pull up at the water hole
And take a drink and rest our bones
There'll be lots of tales to tell
Of fine frames and shotgun shells
I′ll curl up and go to sleep
Dream a dream of running free

It's a pleasant pheasant hunting day
Over the fields and far away
Where the ringneck roosters roost
Set me free and turn me loose
Put a feather in your past
There′s no present like a pheasant in the prairie grass

I think I heard a shotgun blast
There's no present like a pheasant in the prairie grass