Justin Moore
Justin Moore - Guns lyrics
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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 PawPaw 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 'em in the back Some people wanna take 'em away Why don't you go bust them boys that selling crack? Guns, whether Remingtons and Glocks Come on man, it ain't like I'm a slinging 'em 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 'em, 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 'em, 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 and Glocks Come on man, it ain't like I'm a slinging 'em 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 a slinging 'em on the block I'm gonna tell 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 'em from me when you take 'em from my grandpa and my daddy