Nickel Creek - Hayloft Lyrics
My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.You better run.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.It started with the hayloft a-creakin'.Yeah, it just started in the hayloft.With his long johns on, Pop went a-creepin'Out to the barn, out to the hay.Young lovers and they are not sleeping.Young lovers in the hayloft.With his gun turned on, Pop went a-creepin'Out to the barn up to the hay.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.You better run.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.HayloftHayloftMy daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.You better run.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.It started with the hayloft a-creakin'.Yeah, just started in the hay.With his long johns on, Pop went a-creepin'Out to the barn, out to the hayloft.Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots.Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots.With his long tall gun, Pop went a-creepin'.To blow their hayloft bedheads straight off.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.You better run.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.You better run.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.My daddy's got a gun.HayloftHayloftHayloft
