Big, Big, Big, Big Rattlesnake
My daddy was a fat man and his belt was long
I swear he beat me like a redheaded child
He was always out drinking while momma was alive
He beat her until she had to die
This is the way back home
For many years I have roamed
I've been behind a gun to long
I keep seeing my baby's face
After me like a rattlesnake
A big, big, big, big rattlesnake
The sheriff's got my gun and I'm back out on the run
20 years without bail is where I might end up
And so I say to you if, darling, you be true
You've never seen this face before
You've never known this killer was born
I waited in the tumbleweed for him to come on home
I waited with my double barrel, I would have to stand alone
I was whistling like the devil in heat when I hear him drawing near
I shot my daddy, and I ran like hell
This is the way back home
For many years I have roamed
I've been behind a gun to long
I keep seeing my baby's face
After me like a rattlesnake
A big, big, big, big rattlesnake
The sheriff's got my gun and I'm back out on the run
20 years without bail is where I might end up
And so I say to you if, darling, you be true
You've never seen this face before
You've never known this killer was born
Some people might feel remorse and have to take it up with god
I'm proud to have killed my daddy, hell, I could kill any or yours
But those days are behind me now, trampled in the dirt
Like memories washed ashore, like clams on the floor
This is the way back home
For many years I have roamed
I've been behind a gun to long
I swear he beat me like a redheaded child
He was always out drinking while momma was alive
He beat her until she had to die
This is the way back home
For many years I have roamed
I've been behind a gun to long
I keep seeing my baby's face
After me like a rattlesnake
A big, big, big, big rattlesnake
The sheriff's got my gun and I'm back out on the run
20 years without bail is where I might end up
And so I say to you if, darling, you be true
You've never seen this face before
You've never known this killer was born
I waited in the tumbleweed for him to come on home
I waited with my double barrel, I would have to stand alone
I was whistling like the devil in heat when I hear him drawing near
I shot my daddy, and I ran like hell
This is the way back home
For many years I have roamed
I've been behind a gun to long
I keep seeing my baby's face
After me like a rattlesnake
A big, big, big, big rattlesnake
The sheriff's got my gun and I'm back out on the run
20 years without bail is where I might end up
And so I say to you if, darling, you be true
You've never seen this face before
You've never known this killer was born
Some people might feel remorse and have to take it up with god
I'm proud to have killed my daddy, hell, I could kill any or yours
But those days are behind me now, trampled in the dirt
Like memories washed ashore, like clams on the floor
This is the way back home
For many years I have roamed
I've been behind a gun to long
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Writer(s): Squid O'creek
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