Shotgun Son

When they come the hear the shotgun sing
It shines just like a diamond ring
Can’t wait to see what the night will give
The wind hits hard where the losers live
White… light
White… light
Now they’re talking about a war again
Settling a score again
About salt and rain and babies born
Paying back and being scorned
White… light
White… light
Shotgun son
When they come the hear the shotgun sing
And it shines just like a diamond ring
Can’t wait to see what the night will give
The wind hits hard where the losers live
White… light
White… light
Shotgun son
Shotgun son
Shotgun run
Shotgun run