Chris Wall - Something to Shoot lyrics

"Here's a song about every cowboy's real first love. It's not his horse, it's not his girl, and it's not his pick-up truck. Where have I heard that before? I sing this song a little different everywhere I go. This is the way them old boys down in Texas like to hear it." I was born and raised way out west But the thing I love 'bout livin' here best It ain't the mountains, the valleys, the hats, or the boots It's havin' plenty of guns and something to shoot We got shotguns and sixguns, we got a shipload of guns Shootin varments and critters, is a sh**load of fun I don't care about the money, I don't care about the loot Give me Jack Daniel's whiskey and something to shoot Now there's a whole herd of elk, right there in a line But it's a pain in the a** to shoot 'em one at a time And I'm way below quota; I've had a bad day Boy what I wouldn't give for just one hand grenade I don't care about the future, I don't care about the past As long as I've got some creatures to blast We got deer, we got elk, we got ol' owls that hoot And when I've k**ed them all, they'll be Yankees to shoot Don' 'cha tailgate me son get off my back I gotta thirty-ought-six right here in the rack And this ain't New Jeresy; We don't honk, we don't yell And if you touch that bumper I'll blow you to hell "Everybody sing a long with me now" I was born and raised way out west And the thing like 'bout livin' here best It ain't the mountains, the valleys, the hats, or the boots It's havin' plenty of guns and something to shoot It's havin' plenty of guns and something to shoot