Charlie Farley - The Lone Ranger

Aint nobody else
Round where im from
Doing this
But I been doing this
Ever since I was a kid
I remember
Telling relatives
This is what I wanted
Theyd say boy find you
Something else to do
Dawg gone it

Im the long shot
Riding through fields
Of strangers in the
Hills of danger
And making it
Too the top spot
May be a long shot
But I'm
The Lone Ranger

I got me a real
Chill horse
Rest that rifle
Between her ears
N she'll tune
Out the noise
We like long shots
Keep that scoped
Dialed in
When it pops
What I aimed at drops
Like jaws when
Im rapping
Im a Redneck renegade
Never been
A half stepper
A cross between
Sling blade and
Def Leppard
Mixed with pac
Bone thugs n
Kenny Sheppard
I like my music
Like my taters
Salt and peppered

The long shot
Riding through fields
Of strangers in the
Hills of danger
And making it
Too the top spot
May be a long shot
But I'm
The Lone Ranger

Never been the kind
To kiss ass
N riding coatails
Aint something
I've been good at
Why make friends
That aint friends
To begin with
They got snake skin
They fake men
They just pretend
Till when
They get what
They think
They need then it's
Knifes to the back
To watch ya bleed
All over the money
You helped make
All over a little
Bit of fame
Its a shame but
You can bet
I'm riding high
In my saddle
War paint on
For the battle
N I aint hearding cattle
Never rattled
By the snakes
Never ratted
For the cheese
Im real around the fakes
They stay the fuck
Away from me
But the thing about
This cowboy
Is im really a sniper
a hill country lifer
Yea i can strike from
Anywhere but i like

The long shot
Riding through fields
Of strangers in the
Hills of danger
And making it
Too the top spot
May be a long shot
But I'm
The Lone Ranger

Written by:
Charles Farley, Jared Sciullo

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