Shotgun Willie
Shotgun Willie sits around in his underwear
Bitin' a bullet, pullin' out all of his hair
Shotgun Willie has got all of his family there
You can't make a record if you ain't got nothin' to say
You can't make a record if you ain't got nothin' to say
You can't play music if you don't know nothin' to play
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Well, John T. (Fours)? was workin' with the Klu Klux Klan
The six foot five John T was a hell of a man
Made a lot of money sellin' sheets on the family plan
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Willie Escopeta
Willie Escopeta se sienta en su ropa interior
Mordiendo una bala, arrancándose todo el cabello
Willie Escopeta tiene a toda su familia allí
No puedes grabar un disco si no tienes nada que decir
No puedes grabar un disco si no tienes nada que decir
No puedes tocar música si no sabes tocar nada
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Bueno, John T. (Fours)? estaba trabajando con el Klu Klux Klan
El John T. de seis pies cinco era un hombre de cuidado
Hizo mucho dinero vendiendo sábanas en el plan familiar
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Escrita por: Willie Nelson