Lyrics:
You ain't seen country yet, a genuine thoroughbred
Kind that's been corn fed, straight from the stalk
Until you've seen the real thing
Shotguns
of trouble
Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to
Yeah, its just me and my sawed off shotgun
Outlaw, call him Leather Face
Im headed for
game in a strait jacket
12 gauge
In a shotgun racket
Shinbone, shindig, shimmy for the Shinto
Got to do this all alone
Wait
Better slow it down
front of everyone
Shine in the light before your moment's gone
Shine in the light before your moment's gone
Shotgun Back to the Top
Try
in the barrel of my shotgun
boom like a bolt of lightning goes my shotgun
I pass the mic to cause I like to
Back on a mission and ready to ride
if
them coming
And I can see my past in shotgun blasts and shattered glass
Man on the run
The grind keeps on flippin'
Throw stacks off these tracks I
on a firm handshake
Like ol' Zebco's and pocket knives
Shotguns, rifles, four wheel drives
And this wore out pair of boots that my daddy wore
Well, they
passing out the torches
And they're coming back again
There's a shotgun blast
There's a secret sign
It's not a candle burning and it's not a Sunday
came home with a shotgun, baby
He was dead before he hit the ground
I shot him down...oh, I shot him down
Oh, I did my time baby
And I still want you
He'd come running out with a shotgun cause we was running down his crops
And I reckon he's still wondering who that was that was us
Some of these
Shotgun
Standing on a stage, the boy started shaking
Lip curled back, place started quaking, yeah
I ain't got long to go now, baby
I'm flying
Shotgun houses, shanty shacks
Countin' those ties on the railroad track
Thirty-four more, it's almost time
To see my baby walking out of that
passing out the torches
And they're coming back again
There's a shotgun blast
There's a secret sign
It's not a candle burning and it's not a sunday
at ocean
Like a ship at ocean
Like a ship at sea
You spit thick and you cross your heart
But the culvert's all run dry
From keeping shotgun shy, all arise
pad,
But the first thing I saw when I arrived there,
Was a big black shiny shotgun,
In the hands of her dad.
Alright now, this is how it was,
Oh
straight for hell
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight well now he's got one
And he ain't seen
- shotgun logic
Shot - pumped in your veins
In one ear and out the other
You just don't listen so why do I bother
You knew better and now you
bite it
Shotgun seat for you
An opposition to the system
Is gonna leave you
With a messy face
When I'm gunnin' down a straight way
And then I'm
Then forget them again
Got a feeling in my stomach and it just won't quit
As subtle as a shotgun and as heavy as a brick
'Cause I'm staring
Don't you want to feel like a rebel
Renegade on the run?
Real live wire in the cross fire ridin' shotgun
Not talkin' 'bout a deal with the devil
I
a .308 and a shotgun
And a gallon of homemade wine
Drop me off on a mountainside
Where the bear and the deer reside
I'll spend my nights sittin' round
not fun around me
It's shotguns sround me (bank)
Tell a chick if she round me, quick and profoundly
If you don't swollow what comes out this dick get
Well, I'd load up my shotgun with rock salt and nails
I'd load up my shotgun
a roof over our heads
The shotgun's locked and loaded in the shed
Don't worry 'bout nothing, yeah, you heard what I said
Everybody's gonna be fine
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