Go Kill Ya One

Intro 
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On the North side of Atlanta under an old carport 
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That old man, he's sitting there with a Browning by the door 
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Looked into the clear, saw a deer on the run 
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Said, "Boy, listen 
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Before you miss it 
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Go kill ya one." 
 

 
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Few years go by, a couple bucks on the wall 
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He picked up a Phillies Titan, and cut the end off 
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He passed me that cigar, said, "You're old enough 
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Don't tell your mama, but if you wanna, go kill ya one" 
 

 
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He handed me a light and some advice, we talked about life 
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Told him 'bout my plans and his words I can't forget like 
 

 
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Oh, hold on, don't ever let go 
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And don't you come home when the 
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Going gets tough, gotta stick to your guns 
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Don't just chase a dream son 
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 Go kill ya one 
 

 
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His time was ticking down so he passed it down to me 
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Just 'cause he ain't around don't really change a thing 
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There's a reason I won't quit until the job is done 
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Yeah that's the way I am, 'cause that's the way he was 
 

 
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Oh, hold on, don't ever let go 
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And don't you come home when the 
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Going gets tough, gotta stick to your guns 
Am 
Don't just chase a dream son 
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 Go kill ya one  


{Guitar Solo} 
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And now that I'm older and I got some of my own 
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I finally see it wasn't just a gun and some smoke 
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So I'm'a tell 'em what I was told 
 

 
        C                       Am 
And oh, hold on, don't ever let go 
    G 
And don't you come home when the 
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Going gets tough, gotta stick to your guns 
Am 
Don't just chase a dream son 
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 Go kill ya one 
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When the going gets tough 
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You've gotta stick to your guns 
Am 
Don't just chase a dream son 
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 Go kill ya one 
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Go kill ya one