Tenderfoot

Petey got a pistol
Packing in his pocket
Little boy blue, misunderstood
When the bough broke cradle came fallin
Tough time for a tenderfoot
Whoa

I never bite
Keep my hands in my pockets
Dont let me be misunderstood
But ima wrap him tight, rig him to a rocket
No time for a tenderfoot

Youngblood
Buck up
Youngblood better buck up or get cut
Tenderfoot

Right left right
Piece out of pocket
Bang bang til you get me good
My shadow's full of knives
So keep keep walkin
Keep talking little tenderfoot

Youngblood
Buck up
Youngblood better buck up or get cut
Tenderfoot
Whoa

Young blood young mouth young money
Young blood young mouth run runnin

Youngblood
Buck up
Youngblood better buck up or get cut
Tenderfoot
Whoa



Credits
Writer(s): Sydney Wright
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