Paroles Firearm de Casey Baker And The Buffalo Sinners

Casey Baker And The Buffalo Sinners
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Textes et Paroles de Firearm



I was standing at the side of the road
with my thumb towards the sky
and I'll go which ever way the wind blows
I've got patients I've got time
This alcomino pulls aside the driver yells
"hey let's go"
I roll the Window down to cope with his
cigarette smoke
His eyes were tired his faced was lined
His voice was coarse while he spoke
He asked me if I ever learned to shoot a firearm

and I remeber
as I was just a boy
playing shot 'em up
We'd be makin' so much noise
we were cowboys we were indians
we were playin' with toys
it was the first time
i wrapped my fingers round a firearm

and as were driving down this long road
His questions soon revealed a plot
He said I'm heading west to Yellowstone
boy I'm runnin' from the law

the sheriff back home got a warrant out for my arrest
The girl I knew she was a tramp
I put her to the test
seven rounds into her lover
saved the last one for her chest
never thought I would be the type to shoot a firearm

and I remeber
as I was just a boy
playing shot 'em up
We'd be makin' so much noise
we were cowboys we were indians
we were playin' with toys
it was the first time
i wrapped my fingers round a firearm

Bodies of forbidden lover
in the trunk of his car
heading west to yellowstone,
we drove until it got dark
Thats when we saw
the flashing lights behind us
cops were not to far
From the Glove box
thats when he pulled out a firearm

and through the evergreens
this dusty narrow road did wind
heading the top of the
highest discarment we could find
over the edge the alcomino drove
the four of us inside

shoulda been afaird of heights instead of firearms

and I remeber
as I was just a boy
playing shot 'em up
We'd be makin' so much noise
we were cowboys we were indians
we were playin' with toys
it was the first time
i wrapped my fingers round a firearm

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