Gimme back my bullets
Put 'em back where they belong
Ain't fooling around cause I done had my fun
Ain't gonna see no more damage done
Gimme back my bullets
Sweet talking people done ran me out of town
And I drank enough whiskey to float a battleship around
But I'm leaving this game one step ahead of you
And you will not hear me cry because I do not sing the blues
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