Guns by Justin Moore
Key: DD | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


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I started out with a .410, then moved to a .20 gauge.
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Every squirrel and rabbit in Dallas county knew my name.
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I sat on the stand with PawPaw from the time I was three years old.
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When I was eight I used a muzzle loader to kill my first doe.
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These days I go down to Wal-Mart and they set 'em in the back.
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Some people wanna take 'em away, why don't you go bust them boys that 
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sellin' crack.
D        C
Guns, whether Remingtons and Glocks.
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Come on man it ain't like I'm a slingin' 'em on the block.
D                   C
I'm gunna tell you once and listen son.
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As long as I'm alive and breathing,
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You wont take my guns.
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If there ever was a time we need 'em,
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I'd say it be today.
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When we're letting them terrorists watch cable TV and walk out of Guantanamo Bay.
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I just try to do the right thing and raise my family in this land.
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Treating me like you want to be treated and that's what I call a man.
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If we don't have 'em, what do we do. Tell me where we gunna go.
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Somebody breaks into my house, I'm gunna need my Colt .44.
D       C
Guns, whether Remingtons and Glocks.
G                                   A
Come on man it, ain't like I'm a slingin' 'em on the block.
D                        C             
I'm gunna tell you once and listen son.
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As long as I'm alive and breathing,
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You wont take my guns.
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Listen. 
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D        C
Guns. Whether Remingtons or Glocks.
G                                   A
Come on man, it ain't like I'm a slingin' 'em on the block. 
D                C
I'm gunna tell once and listen son.
G                     A
As long as I'm alive and breathing,
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And I'm still breathing
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You wont take my guns.
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No, you can take 'em from me when you take 'em from my grandpa and my daddy