Bullets In The Gun Toby Keith
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DThey used to
Dcall me lightenin', I was always quick to strikeHad every-
Cthing I own in the saddles on my bikeI
Ghad a reputation for never stayin' very longJust like a
Dwild and restless drifter like a Ccowboy in a DsongI met a
Ddarkhaired beauty where they laid the whiskey downIn
Csouthern Arizona, in a little border townShe
Ghad to dance for money in that dusty old saloonI dropped a
Ddollar in the jukebox, Cplayed that girl a tune, DyeahGNever see it comin' just Chits you by sur-Gprise,It's that
Dcold place in your soul, that Afire in her eyeCMakes you come together like wild Ghorses when they runNow, the
Dcards are on the table and the Cbullets in the DgunShe was
Dsittin' on my lap, we still had shots to killWhen a
Cman pulled up who owned the bar in a cadillac devilleHe
Ggrabbed her by her raven hair and threw her in the floorSaid, "No
Dfree ride for the cowboy that ain't Cwhat I pay you for, Dno"She jumped
Dup and grabbed my pistol stuck it in the fat man's backSaid, "
COpen up the safe, put your money in the sack"GTied his hands behind him and blindfolded his eyesSaid, "If you're
Ddumb enough to chase us, man, you're Cdumb enough to Ddie"GNever see it comin' just Chits you by sur-Gprise,It's that
Dcold place in your soul, that Afire in her eyeCMakes you come together like wild Ghorses when they runNow, the
Dcards are on the table and the Cbullets in the DgunD A C DWe
Drode across the border down into MexicoWhen you're
Crunnin' from the law, ain't that where everybody goesWe
Gcame to a town with a name I couldn't spellShe
Dgave me what I came for in that CMexican DmotelDI woke up to sirens and the sound of runnin' feetThere were
Cfifty Federales locked and loaded in the streetShe
Ggrabbed my fourty-four, I grabbed the money in the sackI
Dkissed her for the last time and we Cheaded out the DbackDEvery gun was on us and every heartbeat poundin'The
Conly thing left to do when they got you all surroundedShe
Gfired that old pistol, but we didn't stand a prayerDMoney hit the gravel, Cbullets filled the DairGNever see it comin' just Chits you by sur-Gprise,It's that
Dcold place in your soul, that Afire in her eyeCMakes you come together like wild Ghorses when they runNow, the
Dcards are on the table and the Cbullets in the DgunCbullets in the DgunCbullets in the DgunDThe bullets in the gun
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