Hush little baby, don't you cry Your momma's got a 12-gauge held up high And if that boy ever breaks your heart I'll send him where the moon meets and kisses the stars
He's messin' with my baby And I ain't gonna tell him twice If you come home cryin Kiss his Chevy and these matches goodbye
You're comin off gentle Something like a Preacher's daughter The same can't be said for me, thanks to your father Cause I know his kind like the back of my hand Just cause he's a male don't make him a man
Hush little baby, don't you cry Your momma's got a 12-gauge held up high And if that boy ever breaks your heart I'll send him where the moon meets and kisses the stars
I'll count my blessing Count these shells Only take one shot to bring him down Better treat you right Cause if he don't The Lord's gonna call him home
Keep his eyes open The very last thing he'll see Is me standing with a shovel Burying him six foot deep
Hush little baby, don't be scared We'll lay him next to daddy in the graveyard there
(Yeah)
Hush little baby, don't you cry Your momma's got a 12-gauge held up high And if that boy ever breaks your heart I'll send him where the moon meets and kisses the stars
Count my blessing Count these shells Only take one shot to bring him down Better treat you right Cause if he don't The Lord's gonna call him home
Oh, the Lord's gonna call him home
So tonight before you go to sleep Pray to the Lord my soul to keepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
