Shotgun

Verse

I went to work for a farmer

Whose daughter had yellow hair.

When it was hot she brought water.

Her kindness showed me she cared

Pre chorus

The farmer warned me when he hired me

You’d best treat my daughter well

If you hurt her we’ll have more than words.

I’ll be sending ya to hell.

Chorus

Love her like I loved her mother

And I’ll treat you like a son.

Treat her like she is an angel

Or deal with my shotgun.

Verse

One day you will have a daughter

Whose beauty drives fellas wild.

They’ll want to take her out dancing

Show em your shotgun and smile.

Pre chorus

A father warns boys when they come call.

You’d best treat my daughter well

If you hurt her we’ll have more than words.

I’ll be sending ya to hell.

Chorus

Love her like I loved her mother

And I’ll treat you like a son.

Treat her like she is an angel

Or deal with my shotgun.

Bridge

Some fellas need persuading.

Some need running away.

Some fellas need advising.

That’s all I got to say.