Lyrics

Hush, little baby, don't you cry Your mama's got a 12-gauge held up high And if that boy ever breaks your heart I'll send him where the moon meets and kisses the stars He's messing with my baby And I ain't gonna tell him twice If you come home cryin' Kiss the Chevy and these matches goodbye You're coming off gentle Something like a preacher's daughter The same can't be said for me Thanks to your father 'Cause I know his kind like the back of my hand Just 'cause he's a male don't make him a man Hush, little baby, don't you cry Your mama's got a 12-gauge held up high And if that boy ever breaks your heart I'll send him where the moon meets and kisses the stars I count my blessings, count these shells It'll only take one shot to bring him down Better treat you right, 'cause if he don't The Lord's gonna call him home Keep his eyes open The very last thing he'll see Is me standin' with a shovel Buryin' him six foot deep Hush, little baby, don't be scared We'll lay him next to Daddy in the graveyard there Hush, little baby, don't you cry Your mama's got a 12-gauge held up high If that boy ever breaks your heart I'll send him where the moon meets and kisses the stars Count my blessings, count these shells It'll only take one shot to bring him down Better treat you right, 'cause if he don't The Lord's gonna call him home Oh, the Lord's gonna call him home So tonight 'fore you go to sleep Pray to the Lord my soul to keep
Writer(s): Ashley Marie Sorensen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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