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Cleaning This Gun Rodney Atkins
[D]The declaration of independence
Think I can tell you that first sentence, But then I'm l[G]ost
[D]I can't begin to count the theories
I had p[C]ounded in my hea[G]d that I forgot
I don't reme[A]mber all that Spanish Or the Ge[G]ttysburg address
But there is o[A]ne speech from high school, I[G]'ll never forgot
Chorus
[D]Come on in boy, s[A]it on down and t[G]ell me 'bout yours[A]elf
So you l[D]ike my daughter, do y[A]ou now, yeah we th[G]ink she's something e[A]lse
She's her da[Bm]ddy's girl and her mama's world
She des[G]erves respect, that's wh[D]at she'll get, ain't it [Em]son
Now y'all run along and h[A]ave some fun
I'll s[G]ee you when you get back, Bet I'll [D]be up all n[A]ight
Still cleaning th[D]is gun
[D]Well now that I'm a father
I'm scared to de[C]ath one day my da[G]ughter's gonna fi[D]nd,
That teenage boy I used to [C]be
Who seems to have just o[G]ne thing on his m[D]ind
She's growing u[A]p so fast it won't be long bef[G]ore
I'll h[A]ave to put the fear of god
Into so[G]me kid at the door
Chorus
It's all for[A] show, ain't nobody gonna get hurt [G]
It's just a da[Bm]ddy thing, h[A]ey believe me man,[G] it works
Chorus
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