Gunpowder at Dawn
Showed up to deer camp with my rifle and my bag
Wet behind the ears, gonna become a man
Waited my turn, waited thirteen long years
Cause this ain't no place for a child I've been told
This ain't no place for a child
Old men with cigars losing at cards
Playboys and Skoal cans they littered the floor
Lord, how they littered the floor
I see all your secrets bet all my innocence
Just a kid, learning all the right ways to sin
Just a kid, learning to sin
Never seen my old man in the shape that he's in
Even Superman needs a drink now and then
Surrounded by heroes, booze on their breath
Laughing at things I don't know
As they slurred through politics
In their minds I'll always be frozen in time
Just a boy looking up to their bloodshot eyes
Just a boy looking up to their eyes
The chorus gets louder as talk turns to the morn
Like a drunken congregation filled with midnight fire
The beer I've been sneaking gets easier to drink
I feel the warmth flow through my veins
I feel the warmth as it flows through my veins
We're just killing time until sunrise arrives
But I hope that morning don't come
I hope that morning don't come
Last thing I remember was Danny cleaning his gun
Tellin' me "dreams are all you got now, son,
Don't ever let them die son"
Brushed off his barrel, not looking my way
Bitching about the rust from leaving it in the rain
From leaving it all in the rain
Nothing lasts forever, morning came in a flash
Pounding heads, we headed out to the stands
Crisp fresh snow and the November wind
Burned through my clothes left a hole in my skin
Burned through my clothes left a hole
Bitter black coffee, first time on my tongue
Remington shotgun weighed down with slugs
Remington shotgun weighed down
Ready to wait, just as long as it takes
To prove that this boys now a man
To prove that your boys now a man
The sunrise came up just over the trees
There she was standing with her baby fawn
Just standing with her baby fawn
A shot rang out, disturbed the peace
My hands they shook my ears rang like a bell
And I smelled
gunpowder at dawn
Wet behind the ears, gonna become a man
Waited my turn, waited thirteen long years
Cause this ain't no place for a child I've been told
This ain't no place for a child
Old men with cigars losing at cards
Playboys and Skoal cans they littered the floor
Lord, how they littered the floor
I see all your secrets bet all my innocence
Just a kid, learning all the right ways to sin
Just a kid, learning to sin
Never seen my old man in the shape that he's in
Even Superman needs a drink now and then
Surrounded by heroes, booze on their breath
Laughing at things I don't know
As they slurred through politics
In their minds I'll always be frozen in time
Just a boy looking up to their bloodshot eyes
Just a boy looking up to their eyes
The chorus gets louder as talk turns to the morn
Like a drunken congregation filled with midnight fire
The beer I've been sneaking gets easier to drink
I feel the warmth flow through my veins
I feel the warmth as it flows through my veins
We're just killing time until sunrise arrives
But I hope that morning don't come
I hope that morning don't come
Last thing I remember was Danny cleaning his gun
Tellin' me "dreams are all you got now, son,
Don't ever let them die son"
Brushed off his barrel, not looking my way
Bitching about the rust from leaving it in the rain
From leaving it all in the rain
Nothing lasts forever, morning came in a flash
Pounding heads, we headed out to the stands
Crisp fresh snow and the November wind
Burned through my clothes left a hole in my skin
Burned through my clothes left a hole
Bitter black coffee, first time on my tongue
Remington shotgun weighed down with slugs
Remington shotgun weighed down
Ready to wait, just as long as it takes
To prove that this boys now a man
To prove that your boys now a man
The sunrise came up just over the trees
There she was standing with her baby fawn
Just standing with her baby fawn
A shot rang out, disturbed the peace
My hands they shook my ears rang like a bell
And I smelled
gunpowder at dawn
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Writer(s): Grant Glad
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