Rodney Atkins - Cleaning This Gun (Come On In Boy) Lyrics

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(Marla Cannon-Goodman/Casey Beathard)

The declaration of independence

Think I can tell you that first sentence

But then I'm lost

I can't begin to count the theories

I had pounded in my head that I forgot

I don't remember all that spanish

Or the gettysburg address

But there is one speech from high school

I'll never forget

Chorus:

Come on in boy sit on down

And tell me 'bout yourself

So you like my daughter do you now

Yeah we think she's something else

She's her daddy's girl and her mama's world

She deserves respect that's what she'll get ain't it son

Now y'all run along and have some fun

I'll see you when you get back

Bet I'll be up all night

Still cleaning this gun

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Well now that I'm a father

I'm scared to death one day my daughter's gonna find

That teenage boy I used to be

Who seems to have just one thing on his mind

She's growing up so fast it won't be long

'Fore I'll have to put the fear of god

Into some kid at the door

(Repeat chorus)

It's all for show ain't nobody gonna get hurt

It's just a daddy thing hey believe me man it works

(Repeat chorus)

Son now y'all buckle up and have her back by ten... let's say about nine... thirty.

Drive safe.

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