| Sammy and Katie went a little too far
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| In a Johnson grass out behind the barn
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| Now he ain't got the money for gas
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| Or a ticket out west
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| There's gonna a finger on the trigger when her daddy finds out
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| His baby ain't been eating but she's putting on pounds
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| Shotgun wedding and a boy in a bulletproof vest
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| Is he gonna run
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| Is he gonna stay
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| Will he say I do, or I don't
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| It's hard to say, but either way
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| It's a day this whole town won't forget
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| Shotgun wedding and a boy in a bulletproof vest
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| And Betty on the organ, here comes the bride
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| With her half hammered daddy and his evil eye
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| Old Sammy at the altar, sweating in his camouflage vest
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| Preacher man looking like he just saw a ghost
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| Daddy's sawed off sticking out from under his coat
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| Shotgun wedding and a boy in a bulletproof vest
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| Is he gonna run
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| Is he gonna stay
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| Will he say I do, or I don't
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| It's hard to say, but either way
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| It's a day this whole town won't forget
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| Shotgun wedding and a boy in a bulletproof vest
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| Preacher says bow your head and thank the lord
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| Oh Sammy sees a break and bolts through the door
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| Looks like that vest will be put to the test
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| Yeah buckshot buzzing all around his head
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| It's a wonder that boy ain't never been dead
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| I guess he just ain't ready yet
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| Look at him run
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| He ain't gonna stay
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| Won't say I do
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| 'Cause he know there ain't no way
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| It's the day this whole town won't forget
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| Shotgun wedding and a boy in a bulletproof vest
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| Aw, look at him run
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| He done passed up the buckshot
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| He's gone Daddy
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| Took the stop sign with him |