Pheasant Feather - Josh Rouse

Am I a hunter or a fox?

A pheasant feather on a wooden box

A childhood friend, a bitter end of me

So glad to see you’re doin' well

You always have stories to tell

Bring in the bags, I’ll pour us both a drink

Through the years, been up and down

I’m still in love, but it’s diferent now

Wish someone would tell me what to be

Am I a hunter or a fox?

A pheasant feather on a wooden box

A bitter friend, a jealous end of me

Everything is right here waiting for me

I’m in another town, somewhere over seas

Every single night, when I close my eyes, I cannot sleep

The world is success performed

If I’m down here on the floor

Am I a hunter or a fox?

A pheasant feather on a wooden box

I wish someone would tell me what to be