I Love My GunA Poem by Joel M FryeThis one's both kinds a'music...country AND western.
I love my gun.
I love my gun. You can drink and chase your women Till the morning sun, But Lordy, how I love my gun. From the time I get to work My blood begins to boil, When I think of gettin' home To rub her down with oil. With her butt against my shoulder Lookin' down her sights, I could hold her in my arms And keep her close all night. Well, my trigger-finger's itchin' for a little fun... Lordy how I love my gun. © 2011 Joel M Frye |
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Added on March 17, 2011Last Updated on March 17, 2011 AuthorJoel M FryeSt Petersburg, FLAbouthttp://k002.kiwi6.com/hotlink/3w6q0yrymv/01_Ballad_to_Ben.mp3 http://k002.kiwi6.com/hotlink/jhjs7gw3cz/02_What_Do_I_Say.mp3 http://k002.kiwi6.com/hotlink/652qs6u270/03_Lady_Chasing_Rainbows.mp3 htt.. more..Writing
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