Rodney Atkins - Cleaning this Gun (Come on in Boy) Meaning
Cleaning this Gun (Come on in Boy) Lyrics
Think I could tell you that first sentence
But then I'm lost
I can't begin to count the theories
I've had pounded in my head
That I forgot
I don't remember all that Spanish
Or the Gettysburg address
But...
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