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If Wishes Were BulletsJeremiah McKinley
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If Wishes Were Bullets

Just down the street

A picket fence and dogwood trees

High enough to climb

Into a branch so I can see

That preachers daughter

That’s been pulling on my strings

Ain’t too scared of her father

Come hell or high-water

 

Hand full of rocks

I keep tossing at the beams

Our way of knocking

When the house is fast asleep

Unlocked and raising 

Keep it quiet as a peep

I’m like a lamb to the slaughter

Come hell or high water

 

Come hell or high water

Im gonna see that girl again

Come hell or high water

Im gonna see that girl again

Long legged preachers daughter

Come hell or high water

She got my blood a rising

Nothing softer than that skin

Ain’t nothing wrong

Just a little bit of sin

Creaking on the stairs

Guess i’ll hit the road again

But staying gone just gets harder

Come hell or high water

 

Come hell or high water

Im gonna see that girl again

Come hell or high water

Im gonna see that girl again

Long legged preachers daughter

Come hell or high water

 

Hell or high-water

Im gonna see that girl again

Hell or high-water

Im gonna see that girl again

Long legged preachers daughter

Come hell

Or high-water

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