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There it stands in the corner with the barrel so straight |
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I looked out the winder and over the gate |
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The big fat rabbits are jumpin' in the grass |
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Wait 'till they hear my old shotgun blast |
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Shotgun boogie, I done saw your track |
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Look out Mr. Rabbit when I cock my hammer back |
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Well, over on the ridge is a scaly bark |
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Hickory nuts so big you can see'em in the dark |
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The big fat squirrels, they scratch and they fight |
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I'll be on that ridge before daylight |
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With a shotgun boogie, all I need is one shot |
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Look out bushy-tails, tonight you'll be in the pot |
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Well, I met a pretty gal, she was tall and thin |
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I asked her what she had, she said a Fox four-ten |
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I looked her up and down, said boy this is love |
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So we headed for the brush to shoot a big fat dove |
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Shotgun boogie, boy the feathers flew |
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Look out Mr. Dove when she draws a bead on you |
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I sat down on a log, took her on my lap |
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She said wait a minute bud, you got to see my pap |
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He's gotta sixteen gauge choked down like a rifle |
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He don't like a man that's gonna trifle |
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Shotgun boogie, draws a bead so fine |
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Look out big boy, he's loaded all the time |
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Well, I called on her pap like a gentleman oughter |
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He said no brush hunter's gonna get my daughter |
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He cocked back the hammer right on the spot |
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When the gun went off I outrun the shot |
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Shotgun boogie, I wanted weddin' bells |
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I'll be back little gal, when your pappy runs out of shells |
