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Hush little baby, don't you cry
Your momma's got a 12-gauge held up high
And if that boy ever breaks your heart
I'll send him where the moon meets and kisses the stars
He's messin' with my baby and I ain't gonna tell him twice
If you come home cryin', kiss his Chevy and these matches goodbye
You're comin' off gentle, something like a Preacher's daughter
The same can't be said for me, thanks to your father
'Cause I know his kind like the back of my hand
Just 'cause he's a male don't makе him a man
Hush little baby, don't you cry
Your momma's got a 12-gauge held up high
And if that boy еver breaks your heart
I'll send him where the moon meets and kisses the stars
I'll count my blessings, count these shells
Only takes one shot to bring him down
Better treat you right 'cause if he don't
The Lord's gonna call him home
Keep his eyes open, the very last thing he'll see
Is me standing with a shovel, burying him 6 foot deep
Hush little baby, don't be scared
We'll lay him next to daddy in that graveyard there (yeah)
Hush little baby, don't you cry
Your momma's got a 12-gauge held up high
And if that boy ever breaks your heart
I'll send him where the moon meets and kisses the stars
Count my blessings, count these shells
It'll only take one shot to bring him down
Better treat you right 'cause if he don't
The Lord's gonna call him home
Oh, the Lord's gonna call him home
So tonight 'fore you go to sleep
Pray to the Lord my soul to keep
Submitted by 
KeriLin on 2023-03-15
KeriLin on 2023-03-15✕
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Writer(s): Ashley Marie Sorensen
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