Sweet talkin' people done ran
me out of town
I drank enough whiskey to
float a battleship around
But I'm leavin' this game
one step ahead of you
And you will not hear me cry
'cause I do not sing the blues
Gimme back my bullets
Put 'em back where they belong
Ain't foolin' around, 'cause
I done had my fun
Ain't gonna see no more damage
done
Gimme back, gimme back my
bullets
Put 'em back where they belong
Been up and down since I turned
seventeen
Well I've been on top, and
then it seems I lost my dream
But I got it back, I'm feelin'
better everyday
Tell all them pencil pushers,
better get out of my way
Gimme back my bullets
Put 'em back where they belong
Ain't foolin' around, 'cause
I done had my fun
Ain't gonna see no more damage
done
Gimme back, gimme back my
bullets
Oh put 'em back where they
belong
Gimme back my bullets
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