Guns - Justin Moore

Guns

Justin Moore

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I started out with a 410

Then moved to a 20 gauge

Every squirrel and rabbit in Dallas County

Knew my name

I sat on the stand with Paw Paw

From the time I was three years old

When I was eight I used a muzzle loader

To kill my first doe

These days I go down to Walmart

And they set them in the back

Some people wanna take them away

Why don't you go bust them boys that's selling crack

Guns, whether Remingtons or Glocks

Come on, man, it ain't like I'ma slinging them on the block

I'm gonna tell you once and listen, son

As long as I'm alive and breathing, you won't take my guns

If there ever was a time we need them

I'd say it be today

When we're letting them terrorists watch cable TV

And walk out of Guantanamo bay

I just try to do the right thing

And raise my family in this land

Treating me like you wanna be treated

And that's what I call a man

If we don't have them what do we do?

Tell me where we gonna go?

Somebody breaks into my house

I'm gonna need my Colt 44

Guns, whether Remingtons or Glocks

Come on, man, it ain't like I'ma slinging them on the block

I'm gonna tell you once and listen, son

As long as I'm alive and breathing, you won't take my guns

Listen

Guns, whether Remingtons or Glocks

Come on, man, it ain't like I'm slinging them on the block

I'm gonna tell you once and listen, son

As long as I'm alive and breathing

And I'm still breathing, you won't take my guns

No, you can take them from me

When you take them from my grandpa and my daddy

- It's already the end -