Papa and Pistol

For boys to grow up, they need a little help
They need better men to be examples and friends
Papa was that man in pistol's life
He called out the best; sharpened the knife
Here's how to live, here's how to laugh
Here's how to get up, when life kicks your ass

Papa and Pistol

Papa and Pistol went out for a ride
He thought every ten year old boy should drive
Grab that wheel son and don't let go
No looking back, eyes on the road
Clutch when you shift, brake if you must
Step on the gas, kick up the dust

Papa and Pistol

Son when you sing, sing loud and proud
Smile at the girls; wave at the crowd
Get up there and put on your best show
Play like you mean it boy, go Pistol go
If you can't play hard, then don't play at all
Hold nothin' back, Play that guitar

Papa and Pistol



Credits
Writer(s): Andy Roller
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