God, Guns And Pick-up Trucks

God, Guns And Pick-up Trucks

A Poem by byronabelband

(D)WELL I FEEL MIGHTY PROUD
WHEN (G)LIBERALS GET PISSED (D)OFF
THEY NEED TO HAVE THEIR SAFTEY ZONES
BUT WE (A)CANNOT HAVE OUR (D)CROSS

WHEN I SIT BACK AND LOOK
WHAT (G)MAKES THEM MAD AS (D)HELL
ITS GOD, GUNS, PICK-UP TRUCKS
AND THE (A)TRUTH THAT IT (D)TELLS

SEE GOD, GUNS AND PICK-UP TRUCKS
GIVE US (G)FREEDOM EVERY (D)DAY
WE CAN HAVE OUR OWN IDEAS
AND (A)LIVE LIFE OUR (D)WAY

THAT ALONE MAKES THEM MAD AS HELL
AND THAT (G)MAKES ME PROUD AS (D)WELL
COZ ITS GOD, GUNS, PICK-UP TRUCKS
AND THE (A)TRUTH THAT IT (D)TELLS

Written By, Byron Abel

© 2017 byronabelband


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byronabelband
byronabelband

Corona, CA



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Byron Abel. Male, Songwriter, pro's, poetry and plumber. some time's nice, some time's not. Wyoming born and bread. Moved to Cali. in 80's from the rural to the cities. Yes, We brought our music, say.. more..

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