MoJoe and The Rizing - Gotta Get Gone

Wake Up Baby! I got a Call from the Sheriff Come On
Wake Up Baby! I got a Call from the Sheriff
We Gotta Get Gone
Now Grab Your Gun!!!
So the Sheriff called and said
That we were both wanted Dead
And that he was on his way right now to settle our score
We got no time to say goodbye to our beloveds
Just Grab this bag and Stuff It
Fill it with our whiskey, weed and bullets
So now point that Rifle of yours
Straight at our front door!!!
(oh-oh)
Time is tickin down
(oh-oh)
Our time on earth is up
(oh-oh)
My Little Lady
(oh-oh)
Hells Yea
(oh-oh)
Hells Yea Now This is War!!!
Yea my Baby
This is Fucking War!
Wake Up Baby! I got a Call from the Sheriff Come On
Wake Up Baby! I got a Call from the Sheriff Come On!
Yea, You and Me Baby?
We Gotta Get Gone!
(Now Grab Your Gun!!!)
This is War!!!!!

Written by:
Joseph Muschawech

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