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The Martins And The Coys
Hoosier Hot Shots
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Fetch up all that stuff, Hezy
I got it, boy, I got it
Okay, let's go
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My time, boys
Your time, Gabriel
I am sure that you will all recall the story
Of the Martins and the Coys' mountain feud (Mountain feud)
Which was very, very bloody
Which killed off everybody
'Cept one Coy and a Martin gal he wooed (He wooed)
Now there's young'uns of the Martins and the Coys
And these young'uns is their parents'
Prides and joys (Prides and joys)
Grace and Henry raised ten of 'em
No doubt but what they love 'em
But they're brats and mountain cats
These gals and boys (Gals and boys)
There is Sally, Callie, Bud, and Stud Willie
They've got Martin blood within their ornery hide (Ornery hide)
They've been a-itchin' for some trouble
It's a-comin' on the double
'Cause the other five got Coy blood inside (Blood inside)
Oh, the young'uns of the Martins and the Coys
They take sides in every family dispute (Dispute)
Just the silliest of trifles
They rush for all their rifles
And their ma and pa's both think it's very cute (Very cute)
Every year the folks, they stage a big sham battle
All in honor of that famous massacre (Massacre)
When their uncles, brothers, cousins
In threes and fours and dozens
It almost wiped away their family tree (Family tree)
Oh, the young'uns of the Martins and the Coys
They had choosed up sides and waitin' for the call (For the call)
Which will send them into battle
Shootin' blanks, but I must tattle
Neither side intends to shoot with blanks
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Let's go, Gabe
Yeah
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