16 Shells From a 30-06
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โฑ๏ธ 4:33 duration
๐ ID: 7739320
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
[00:13.25] I plugged 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[00:20.59] And a Black Crow snuck through
[00:23.38] A hole in the sky
[00:28.83] So I spent all my buttons on an
[00:30.66] Old pack mule
[00:35.20] And I made me a ladder from
[00:37.07] A pawn shop marimba
[00:42.68] And I leaned it up against
[00:44.41] A dandelion tree
[00:56.57] And I filled me a sachel
[01:06.30] Full of old pig corn
[01:10.05] And I beat me a billy
[01:11.94] From an old French horn
[01:17.45] And I kicked that mule
[01:19.27] To the top of the tree
[01:24.77] And I blew me a hole
[01:26.64] 'Bout the size of a kickdrum
[01:31.17] And I cut me a switch
[01:33.07] From a long branch elbow
[01:37.58] I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[01:41.23] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[01:45.83] Whittle you into kindlin'
[01:48.68] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[01:55.96] Well I slept in the holler
[01:57.82] Of a dry creek bed
[02:02.47] And I tore out the buckets
[02:05.22] From a red Corvette, tore out the buckets from a red Corvette
[02:09.76] Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three
[02:15.30] You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
[02:23.57] With the strings of a Washburn
[02:25.43] Stretched like a clothes line
[02:29.96] You know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
[02:37.36] I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[02:40.11] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[02:44.79] Whittle you into kindlin'
[02:47.53] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[02:54.82] Now I hold him prisoner
[03:00.37] In a Washburn jail
[03:04.02] That stapped on the back
[03:06.73] Of my old kick mule
[03:08.64] Strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
[03:12.33] I bang on the strings just
[03:14.19] To drive him crazy
[03:17.89] I strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:22.49] Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:26.16] I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[03:41.76] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[03:46.43] Whittle you into kindlin'
[03:49.24] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[03:53.74]
[00:20.59] And a Black Crow snuck through
[00:23.38] A hole in the sky
[00:28.83] So I spent all my buttons on an
[00:30.66] Old pack mule
[00:35.20] And I made me a ladder from
[00:37.07] A pawn shop marimba
[00:42.68] And I leaned it up against
[00:44.41] A dandelion tree
[00:56.57] And I filled me a sachel
[01:06.30] Full of old pig corn
[01:10.05] And I beat me a billy
[01:11.94] From an old French horn
[01:17.45] And I kicked that mule
[01:19.27] To the top of the tree
[01:24.77] And I blew me a hole
[01:26.64] 'Bout the size of a kickdrum
[01:31.17] And I cut me a switch
[01:33.07] From a long branch elbow
[01:37.58] I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[01:41.23] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[01:45.83] Whittle you into kindlin'
[01:48.68] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[01:55.96] Well I slept in the holler
[01:57.82] Of a dry creek bed
[02:02.47] And I tore out the buckets
[02:05.22] From a red Corvette, tore out the buckets from a red Corvette
[02:09.76] Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three
[02:15.30] You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
[02:23.57] With the strings of a Washburn
[02:25.43] Stretched like a clothes line
[02:29.96] You know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
[02:37.36] I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[02:40.11] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[02:44.79] Whittle you into kindlin'
[02:47.53] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[02:54.82] Now I hold him prisoner
[03:00.37] In a Washburn jail
[03:04.02] That stapped on the back
[03:06.73] Of my old kick mule
[03:08.64] Strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
[03:12.33] I bang on the strings just
[03:14.19] To drive him crazy
[03:17.89] I strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:22.49] Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:26.16] I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[03:41.76] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[03:46.43] Whittle you into kindlin'
[03:49.24] Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[03:53.74]