Bullets First Lyrics

I got a thirty-aught-six that was handed down

From my Granddad's, Granddad

I got a 12 gauge pump when I was 14

It's the best gun I've ever had

There're more than just metal and wood to me

They're the story of who I am

I'd never want to hurt a living soul

Lord but sometimes you've got to make a stand

So If you're coming for my guns

Come and get em son

Go on and take em

If you think you can

Cause I'll be waiting at the door

And watching for you

When you step foot on my land

You'll have to pry em out of my cold dead hands

And roll me away in a hearse

So If you're coming for my guns

Come and get em son

I'll give em to you Bullets First

I'm the seventh generation

Of a pioneer's son

Who died for a rebel cause

For the right and the means

To defend ourselves

When the fight for Freedom calls

I might be a Redneck

From out in the sticks

But Mama didn't raise no fool

It's the crook that pulls the trigger

Big Brother, I ain't buying that bull

So If you're coming for my guns

Come and get em son

Go on and take em

If you think you can

Cause I'll be waiting at the door

And watching for you

When you step foot on my land

You'll have to pry em out of my cold dead hands

And Roll me away in a hearse

So If you're coming for my guns

Come and get em son

I'll give em to you Bullets First

From the hills of Appalachia

To south Alabama

All over the Lone Star State

The last thing you're gonna hear

Is a Crack of Thunder

When you get what you've come to take

So If you're coming for our guns

Come and Get em son

Go on and take em If you think you can

Cause we'll be waiting at the door

And watching for you

When you step foot on our land

You'll have to pry em out of our cold dead hands

And Roll us all away in a hearse

So If you're coming for our guns

Come and get em son

We'll give em to you Bullets First

If you're coming my guns

Come and get em son

But you're gonna get the Bullets First