Bullets & Beef

1.
F
Big dead cadavers rotissin' in the winda
Bb7
Ten-point buck tied onto the fenda
F
Got drunk and shot off muh toe on a benda
    C7
But don't take my bullets and beef

2.
F
Bullets & Beef, Bullets & Beef
Bb7
I suppose they mighta caused a little bit o' grief
    F
But its a free country & ya better believe
        C7
I'll be guardin' my freezer with my shotgun

3.
F
Bullets & Beef, Bullets & Beef
Bb7
I gotta warnin' for the po-tential thief
        F
I gotta itchy trigger finger, it'd be a relief t' me
   C7
T' finally say that I shot one!

4.
           F
(You'd be) One more cadaver rotissin' in my winda
Bb7
Ten points for Commies tied onto the fenda
F
Give it to me raw or burn it to a cinder
     C7
Just don't take muh bullets & beef!

5.
F
Bullets & Beef, Bullets & Beef
Bb7
Don't need no heroin, cocaine, or reef'
         F
I want a pistol-packin' President commander-in-chief
            C7
Won't but a ballot in the box if he's not one!

6.
F
Big dead cadavers rotatin' in my belly
Bb7
Breathin' sweatin' fartin' eatin' flesh can make yuh smelly
         F
Pull the trigger on the bottle and blow my brains to jelly
     C7
Just don't take muh bullets and beef!

F
Bullets & Beef, Bullets & Beef

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