Lord have mercy here she comes Behind the wheel of a pickup truck Mudd slingin' She's singin' Country girl just doin her thing and Ain't nothing like
'Round here we was raised in the church We worked when we was hurt And was proud of our dirt God came first and He still does Some things will always
(Verse 1) Lord things have changed since we first met We been down a long road that's filled with regret It's hard to forget and even harder to forgive
I roll up in my two ton Black and orange Harley, two tone Texas longhorn on the grill Two sexy ladies hanging from the wheel The music thumpin' down
Yes I live in a single wide To get up here it takes a four wheel drive Got a mean ass dog whose name is Sickem Sam I got a motor hangin' from a tree
your money right then you add it up We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up You thought your boy Colt
Oh oooo oh It aint rained in a month Mama done took a job part time at the five and dime Lord, times is hard, Daddy's pride is really hurtin', feelin'
, big city of dreams With my cowboy boots gunna do my thing It's a country boy with the king of rock And y'all can't stop this real hip-hop It's Colt
everybody try on the mike I'll tell you all these motherfuckin' jokes I got First I'm gonna start off like that, hey help me sing it homeboy [CHORUS] Said colt
gun was quick, the man was strong. And each was made when they arrive, A lightning bolt when the drew that Colt... .45. Colt .45. Colt .45. Colt .45. Colt
Go down there Go down there Go down there On the back of a police raid You said now You said now You said now Things have changed nowadays Step in there
I stumbled up to walk straight I hadn't had a thing to eat And then I ate a block of chocolate But then I couldn't sleep Shoulders jacked back flat But
a pair that catches every eye we'll together till the end my friend and I My best friend is Samuel Colt... Drink a toast to my best friend Samuel Colt
Knocked on your door at dawn With a spark in my heart Dragged you from your bed And said let me see the colts Let me see the colts That will run next
They know you've got nothing to lose Because if you'd had a chance you would've lost that too Dazzled by the image of the self-made man They hold out
Like a young cold the country was now growing fast Passenger trains in the east were traveling a hundred miles an hour People in the country could buy
I thought about what you said And I'm not sorry for a thing You do not understand this Or what it means to me Cannot discard this as emotion This is
I followed the trail you left in the snow Picked up your footsteps and made them my own One-thousand and one, one-thousand and two Oh, the gravity