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Rand Reynolds - Shotgun lyrics
They say you can’t put a price Put a price On the ground where you stand. Well, listen up mister Hear me real good I think I can. You see, the sweat on my brow And the blood on the ground Where my family’s been raised. If you try and take my dirt Man, you’re gonna get hurt You’d best be afraid. I got a shotgun Right here in my hands. I got a shotgun Protecting my land. First Washington come And he brought his new troops He tried to tax me out of business My homemade hooch. I fired a couple of rounds From behind my still Them traitors run off Yonder over the hill. What did you think All them wars were about When the North come down And invaded our South? Them Yankees stole land Rebels answered in fear We’re fighting this battle Cause ya’ll down here. Some men got money Some men got big jobs Some men work for the government With a license to rob. So go on bring your warrants Your judge’s paperwork This is my piece of land We got here first. From grandma to grandson From father to son I’m keeping my land At the tip of my gun. If you’re coming to get me Better look at my side When you see this 410 Then you better think twice. |
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