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
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Author: Justin Moore, Jeremy Stover, Jamie Paulin

Composer: Justin Moore, Jeremy Stover, Jamie Paulin

Publisher: The Valory Music Co., LLC

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Released in: 2011

Language: English

Appearing on: Outlaws Like Me (2011)

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