16 shells from a 30.6
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โฑ๏ธ 4:33 duration
๐ ID: 14781079
๐ Lyrics
I plugged 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
and a Black Crow snuck through
a hole in the sky
so I spent all my buttons on an
old pack mule
and I made me a ladder from
a pawn shop marimba
and I leaned it up against
a dandelion tree
And I filled me a sachel
full of old pig corn
and I beat me a billy
from an old French horn
and I kicked that mule
to the top of the tree
and I blew me a hole
'bout the size of a kickdrum
and I cut me a switch
from a long branch elbow
I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
whittle you into kindlin'
Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
Well I slept in the holler
of a dry creek bed
and I tore out the buckets
from a red Corvette, tore out the buckets from a red Corvette
Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three
you got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
with the strings of a Washburn
stretched like a clothes line
you know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
whittle you into kindlin'
Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
Now I hold him prisoner
in a Washburn jail
that stapped on the back
of my old kick mule
strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
I bang on the strings just
to drive him crazy
I strum it loud just to rattle his cage
strum it loud just to rattle his cage
I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
whittle you into kindlin'
Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
and a Black Crow snuck through
a hole in the sky
so I spent all my buttons on an
old pack mule
and I made me a ladder from
a pawn shop marimba
and I leaned it up against
a dandelion tree
And I filled me a sachel
full of old pig corn
and I beat me a billy
from an old French horn
and I kicked that mule
to the top of the tree
and I blew me a hole
'bout the size of a kickdrum
and I cut me a switch
from a long branch elbow
I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
whittle you into kindlin'
Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
Well I slept in the holler
of a dry creek bed
and I tore out the buckets
from a red Corvette, tore out the buckets from a red Corvette
Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three
you got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
with the strings of a Washburn
stretched like a clothes line
you know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
whittle you into kindlin'
Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
Now I hold him prisoner
in a Washburn jail
that stapped on the back
of my old kick mule
strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
I bang on the strings just
to drive him crazy
I strum it loud just to rattle his cage
strum it loud just to rattle his cage
I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
whittle you into kindlin'
Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:13.22] I plugged 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[00:20.54] and a Black Crow snuck through
[00:23.36] a hole in the sky
[00:28.87] so I spent all my buttons on an
[00:30.69] old pack mule
[00:35.28] and I made me a ladder from
[00:37.02] a pawn shop marimba
[00:42.62] and I leaned it up against
[00:44.48] a dandelion tree
[00:56.58] And I filled me a sachel
[01:06.30] full of old pig corn
[01:10.00] and I beat me a billy
[01:11.96] from an old French horn
[01:17.43] and I kicked that mule
[01:19.26] to the top of the tree
[01:24.72] and I blew me a hole
[01:26.65] 'bout the size of a kickdrum
[01:31.15] and I cut me a switch
[01:33.08] from a long branch elbow
[01:37.57] I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[01:41.26] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[01:45.87] whittle you into kindlin'
[01:48.66] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[01:55.92] Well I slept in the holler
[01:57.81] of a dry creek bed
[02:02.45] and I tore out the buckets
[02:05.24] from a red Corvette, tore out the buckets from a red Corvette
[02:09.78] Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three
[02:15.35] you got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
[02:23.59] with the strings of a Washburn
[02:25.42] stretched like a clothes line
[02:29.98] you know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
[02:37.33] I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[02:40.18] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[02:44.75] whittle you into kindlin'
[02:47.53] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[02:54.87] Now I hold him prisoner
[03:00.37] in a Washburn jail
[03:04.05] that stapped on the back
[03:06.76] of my old kick mule
[03:08.66] strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
[03:12.35] I bang on the strings just
[03:14.16] to drive him crazy
[03:17.82] I strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:22.49] strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:26.13] I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[03:41.75] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[03:46.44] whittle you into kindlin'
[03:49.28] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[03:53.73]
[00:20.54] and a Black Crow snuck through
[00:23.36] a hole in the sky
[00:28.87] so I spent all my buttons on an
[00:30.69] old pack mule
[00:35.28] and I made me a ladder from
[00:37.02] a pawn shop marimba
[00:42.62] and I leaned it up against
[00:44.48] a dandelion tree
[00:56.58] And I filled me a sachel
[01:06.30] full of old pig corn
[01:10.00] and I beat me a billy
[01:11.96] from an old French horn
[01:17.43] and I kicked that mule
[01:19.26] to the top of the tree
[01:24.72] and I blew me a hole
[01:26.65] 'bout the size of a kickdrum
[01:31.15] and I cut me a switch
[01:33.08] from a long branch elbow
[01:37.57] I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[01:41.26] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[01:45.87] whittle you into kindlin'
[01:48.66] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[01:55.92] Well I slept in the holler
[01:57.81] of a dry creek bed
[02:02.45] and I tore out the buckets
[02:05.24] from a red Corvette, tore out the buckets from a red Corvette
[02:09.78] Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three
[02:15.35] you got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
[02:23.59] with the strings of a Washburn
[02:25.42] stretched like a clothes line
[02:29.98] you know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
[02:37.33] I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[02:40.18] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[02:44.75] whittle you into kindlin'
[02:47.53] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[02:54.87] Now I hold him prisoner
[03:00.37] in a Washburn jail
[03:04.05] that stapped on the back
[03:06.76] of my old kick mule
[03:08.66] strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
[03:12.35] I bang on the strings just
[03:14.16] to drive him crazy
[03:17.82] I strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:22.49] strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:26.13] I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[03:41.75] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[03:46.44] whittle you into kindlin'
[03:49.28] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[03:53.73]