16 Shells From A 30.6

歌詞

I plugged 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six And a black crow snuck through a hole in the sky So I spent all my buttons on an old pack mule And I made me a ladder from a pawn shop marimba And I leaned it up against a dandelion tree Leaned it up against a dandelion tree Leaned it up against a dandelion tree I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin' 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six Whittle you into kindlin' 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six Well I slept in the holler of a dry creek bed And I tore out the buckets from a red Corvette Tore out the buckets from a red Corvette Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree With the strings of a Washburn stretched like a clothes line You know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole Me and that mule scrambled right through the hole I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin' 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six Whittle you into kindlin' 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin' 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six Whittle you into kindlin' 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six Now I hold him prisoner in a Washburn jail That I strapped on the back of my old kick mule Strapped it on the back of my old kick mule Bang on the strings driving them all crazy I'm gonna strum it loud, gonna strum it loud I'm gonna strum it loud baby, yeah gotta strum it loud Strum it loud, strum it loud, strum it loud I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin' 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six Whittle you into kindlin' 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six 16 shells, 16 shells, 16 shells