Jan 22, 2006 23:10
Back when I lived in Auburn (till I was like 7 or 8..) I LOVED country music. What the hell was I thinkin...Ok I take that back, I still dont think OLD country is that horrible, but this new shit is awful...seriously I pity tha hicks that can even stand that shit..
Anyway, Im not in very good ways rite now, lets just leave it at that. So many things are fucked up and goin wrong...I just dont know what to do anymore, quiting seems like a possible solution.
All you see is the sun, reflectin off of the gun
Im ready for the showdown, that go down at one
Sweat on my brow, lets settle it now
I'ma show you how real cowboys get down
Im polishin gold, waitin for this drama to unfold
I got a blunt rolled
Feelin bold, gangsters blood runs cold
It's time to reload this old .45 colt
The wind's gusty, its hot, muggy and dusty
Bust a couple shots, make sure I'm not rusty
Its passed noon, he should be here soon
Sip a little moonshine inside a saloon
All of a sudden I can hear the sound of hoofs
Sounds like a thousand wolves
I cock back, put the toast in the holster and froze
I pose like a poster, he's closer than close
I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fights dirty
but I'ma put thirty inside him and leave early
And just when I went to fill him with hot lead
....Gotsta love it....