Rodney Atkins Cleaning This Gun (Come on in Boy) Lyrics

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 forgot

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

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 before

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

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