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Shoot The Bull

Shoot The Bull

Cody Johnson

Lyrics
Hey cowboy
You been throwing that rope, playing them shows making Texas noise
Got country back on main stream

Hey mountain man
You been gone singing them songs with your wild card band
Selling out every seat

Let's slow down them highway wheels
Find a honky tonk to kill

Let's load up some silver bullets
Saddle up some old barstools
Set our sights on 2 am and
Let the rowdy cut loose
Forget all of our problems
Take that corner quarter jukebox to school
Crank up a little possum
And shoot the bull

Man tell me 'bout that gold plated buckle, them tattood knuckles
Well buddy they're about 1st place and family
And while we're at it, tell me 'bout moonshine running and big deer hunting up in Appalachia
You'd have to see it to believe

Kinda makes me want a drink

Let's load up some silver bullets
Saddle up some old barstools
Set our sights on 2 am and
Let the rowdy cut loose
Forget all of our problems
Take that corner quarter jukebox to school
Crank up a little possum
And shoot the bull

How 'bout that Mossy Oak
How 'bout that Resistol hat
Them red, white, and blue boys
And girls over there kicking ass
Yeah c'mon raise a glass
Let's load up some silver bullets
Saddle up some old barstools
Set our sights on 2 am and
Let the rowdy cut loose
Forget all of our problems
Take that corner quarter jukebox to school
Crank up a little possum
And shoot the bull
Crank up a little possum
And shoot the bull