Charles Wesley Godwin - Blood Feud

I see Mitchell coming up the switchback
Ain't no running from the problems we have
The table's set for war
Ain't no guessing what the knives are for
I didn't leave my house dressed to die
Only one of us is gonna make it out alive tonight

Oh come on, come on, come on
I've got a lean mean appetite
I'm fiending for a little blood and mud
With my buck knife ready to fight
Oh, come in sight
Here come Mitchell McKnight

I'll tell you what
I might give him a chance
'Fore we sign in blood and do this dance
I won't kill him
Just leave him broken and scattered
If he tells the whole damn world
He's a coward
My brother's back was turned
And he was three sheets winded
When Mitch showed up and his life ended

Oh come on, come on, come on
I've got a lean mean appetite
I'm fiending for a little blood and mud
With my buck knife ready to fight
Oh, come in sight
Here come Mitchell McKnight

I seen Mitchell rolling up the switchback
Bet he never thought he'd get hit back
For jumping my brother that day
Yeah, he had a blood feud coming his way
He signed with death and he didn't even know it
When his truck pulls up
Lord, knows I'm gonna show it

When Mitch was at my feet just about to pass
He looked up at me, wheezin' and asked
Why? Why? Why?

O-o-o-oooooh argh!
O-o-o-oooooh! Woooah!

Written by:
Charles Wesley Godwin, Larry Wayne Hooper

Publisher:
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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