Let the Lead Fly

Don’t just stand there
Raise your guns and let the lead fly
I thought I told you
You’re going to miss if you close one eye
So don’t just stand there, raise your guns and let the lead fly
Before the dawn in the St. Level wood
Rest your head on the warm of the hood
Mayflies and bugs chipping at the road
Miles away from the world I’ve known
Don’t just stand there
Raise your guns and let the lead fly
I thought I told you
You’re going to miss if you close one eye
So don’t just stand there, raise your guns and let the lead fly
Grind the stump and tighten the chain
Twice as strong as a man half of my age
But I suppose the plow’s reached the end of the row
«Be particular son now as you go»
And every dog’s named for a color
Blood is thicker than any kind of water
Blackie and red painted R.L.R
I wish I could find you wherever you are
Don’t just stand there
Raise your guns and let the lead fly
I thought I told you
You’re going to miss if you close one eye
So don’t just stand there, raise your guns and let the lead fly