Justin Moore - Guns Lyrics
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    [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

    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


    No, you can take them from me when you take them from my grandpa and my daddy


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