Country music superstar Luke Bryan’s red stag deer was shot and killed on his private property in Maury County, Tennessee. According to reports, the Tennessee Wildlife Resources Agency, the exotic animal was shot from the road and a $5,000 reward has been offered up for information that leads to the arrest and conviction of those responsible.
Maury County Sheriff’s Office Information Bulletin: Luke Bryan’s Red Stag Deer
The Maury County Sheriff’s Office believes Luke Bryan’s red stag was killed between the evening of Wednesday, December 4th and the early morning of Friday, December 6th. The incident was reported by the star’s farm manager. Anyone with information is asked to call authorities at 931-388-5151.
We hope Luke Bryan’s red stag didn’t suffer and that the perpetrators are brought to justice! Share this information with others who live near this area.
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“What Makes You Country” Lyrics
People talkin’ ’bout what is and what ain’t country
What gives ’em a right to wear a pair of beat-up boots?
Is it the size of your tires and your fires, or your wild ass buddies?
Well, give me a minute, let me hit you with some hometown truth
You could be a cowboy on the Texas plain
Or a plowboy waitin’ on the rain
We’re all a little different, but we’re all the same
Everybody doin’ their own thing
I got my dirt road cred when I was twelve
On a no cab tractor hauling them bales
Backing in boats, fishing limb lines
Running bird dogs through the Georgia pines
Step side cover down in peanut dust
Friday night spotlight, and that was us
It might not’ve been you, but I can’t judge
Just be proud of what makes you country
Does it run in your blood?
Did it come from your daddy and mama?
Were you converted by an Alabama song on the radio?
That feels so right
Did you lock eyes with a little green eyed girl from Jackson?
Tell me what got ya, I just gotta know
Me, I got my Sunday learning in a Live Oak Church
Silver Queen corn in a backyard dirt
Waiting for the fall to finally come along
So I can grab my gun and get my outside on
Step side cover down in peanut dust
Friday night spotlight, and that was us
It might not’ve been you, but I can’t judge
Just be proud of what makes you country
Might be from a city or a little farm town
Whatever kind of square that you drove around
Do you wear in on your sleeve or keep it deep down?
You know you gotta let it out
I got my dirt road cred back when I was twelve
On a no cab tractor hauling them bales
Backing in boats, fishing limb lines
Running bird dogs through them Georgia pines
Step side cover down in peanut dust
Friday night spotlight, and that was us
It might not’ve been you, but I ain’t judging
And just be proud of what makes you country
Whatever makes you country
You do your kinda country
They doing they kind of country
I do my kind of country
Whatever makes us country
