Come On In
Preacher Stone !♪♫♪!
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Reachin' for the night stand, my fingers reassure me as they wrap around my cold piece of steel
I got one eye on the window, one eye on the back door, wonderin' if that noise was real
Cross me and you'll find, I ain't the runnin' kind
But if your feelin' lucky friend, come on in
News man on the TV is startin' to concern me, says there's hoodlums runnin' wild in the street
Rasin' hell in the neighborhood because they thin the pickin's good
I ain't scared, I'm packin' heat
Cross me and you'll find, I ain't the runnin' kind
But if your feelin' lucky friend, come on in
All them politicians formin' collations so they can take away my guns
Hell their thinkin' like fools 'cause bad guys break the rules
That's why we call 'em criminals son
Give 'em yours I'm keepin' mine, I ain't the runnin' kind
Make your peace with the lord my friend, come on in