Bullets And Blood
I met my love at college in my junior year
But when I brought him home it was worse than I feared
"You ain't no son of mine", my Daddy made it clear
And that was that
Never going back
Caught in a parking lot, late one August night
Four good ole boys with baseball bats, didn't think our love was right
If it wasn't for the cop car cruising by
We'd have been alone
With more than broken bones
Bullets and blood
Can't stop this love
Bullets and blood
Are not enough
To stop this love
They did their best to run us out of town
Gave us a welcome that was worthy of the South
Three bullet holes through the kitchen door remind me how
We have to hide
Or pay the price
Bullets and blood
Can't stop this love
Bullets and blood
Are not enough
To stop this love
One cold winter, he woke up and couldn't breathe
Raced him to emergency for some surgery
Wouldn't let me visit him in his time of need
They told me
You're not family
We got married when the laws began to change
Couldn't do it here, had to travel out of state
After twenty years, I could finally take his hand and say
Please be mine
For all time
Bullets and blood
Can't stop this love
Bullets and blood
Are not enough
To stop this love
But when I brought him home it was worse than I feared
"You ain't no son of mine", my Daddy made it clear
And that was that
Never going back
Caught in a parking lot, late one August night
Four good ole boys with baseball bats, didn't think our love was right
If it wasn't for the cop car cruising by
We'd have been alone
With more than broken bones
Bullets and blood
Can't stop this love
Bullets and blood
Are not enough
To stop this love
They did their best to run us out of town
Gave us a welcome that was worthy of the South
Three bullet holes through the kitchen door remind me how
We have to hide
Or pay the price
Bullets and blood
Can't stop this love
Bullets and blood
Are not enough
To stop this love
One cold winter, he woke up and couldn't breathe
Raced him to emergency for some surgery
Wouldn't let me visit him in his time of need
They told me
You're not family
We got married when the laws began to change
Couldn't do it here, had to travel out of state
After twenty years, I could finally take his hand and say
Please be mine
For all time
Bullets and blood
Can't stop this love
Bullets and blood
Are not enough
To stop this love
Credits
Writer(s): Angela Alini, Brock Davis
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