Guns Justin Moore

[Verse 1]
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 them in the back
Some people wanna take them away, why don't you go bust them boys that selling crack

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Guns, whether Remingtons and Glocks
Come on, man, it ain't like I'm a slinging them on the block
I'm going to tell you once and listen son
As long as I'm alive and breathing
You won't take my guns

[Verse 2]
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 want to be treated and that's what I call a man
If we don't have them, what do we do? Tell me where we going to go
Somebody breaks into my house, I'm going to need my Colt .44

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