Текст (слова) песни: Rodney Atkins - Cleaning This Gun (Come On In Boy)
The declaration of independence Think I can tell you that first sentence But then I`m lost I can`t begin to count the theories I had pounded in my head that I forgot I don`t remember all that spanish Or the gettysburg address But there is one speech from high school I`ll never forgot
Chorus:
Come on in boy, sit on down And tell me `bout yourself So you like my daughter, do you now Yeah we think she`s something else She`s her daddy`s girl and her mama`s world She deserves respect, that`s what she`ll get, ain`t it son Now y`all run along and have some fun I`ll see you when you get back Bet I`ll be up all night Still cleaning this gun
Well now that I`m a father I`m scared to death one day my daughter`s gonna find That teenage boy I used to be Who seems to have just one thing on his mind She`s growing up so fast it won`t be long `fore I`ll have to put the fear of god Into some kid at the door
(repeat chorus)
It`s all for show, ain`t nobody gonna get hurt It`s just a daddy thing, hey believe me man, it works
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