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John Anderson

Shoot Low, Sheriff!

 

Shoot Low, Sheriff!

(álbum: John Anderson - 1980)


Well you better shoot low sheriff 'cause they might be crawling
Got a big load of booze that they'll soon be a-hauling
They're running every night when the whipporwill is calling
So shoot low sheriff 'cause they might be crawling

Old Uncle Bill's got a still on a hill
He never worked a day and I guess he never will
He runs shine liquor that he sells it to Paw
It made Maw mad and she called the law

Well you better shoot low sheriff 'cause they might be crawling
Got a big load of booze that they'll soon be a-hauling
They're running every night when the whipporwill is calling
So shoot low sheriff 'cause they might be crawling

Well, Maw put the sheriff on Uncle Bill's trail
She said, "Catch that sock and throw him in jail
He run out and left his wife as the little kids squalling
So shoot low sheriff 'cause they might be crawlin'"

Yeah, you better shoot low sheriff 'cause they might be crawling
Got a big load of booze that they'll soon be a-hauling
They're running every night when the whipporwill is calling
So shoot low sheriff 'cause they might be crawling

Uncle Bill held the bottle 'tween his finger and thumb
He said if I leave any, you can have some
Make him reach into his pocket for his last thin dime
And wear summer britches in the cold winter time

Yeah, you better shoot low sheriff 'cause they might be crawling
Got a big load of booze that they'll soon be a-hauling
They're running every night when the whipporwill is calling
So shoot low sheriff 'cause they might be crawling

You better shoot low sheriff 'cause they might be crawling
Got a big load of booze that they'll soon be a-hauling
They're running every night when the whipporwill is calling
So shoot low sheriff 'cause they might be crawling

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