Shotgun Willie lyrics

Shotgun Willie sits around in his underwear Bitin' a bullet, pullin' out all of his hair Shotgun Willie has got all of his family there You can't make a record if you ain't got nothin' to say You can't make a record if you ain't got nothin' to say You can't play music if you don't know nothin' to play <repeat 1st verse> Well, John T. (Fours)? was workin' with the Klu Klux Klan The six foot five John T was a hell of a man Made a lot of money sellin' sheets on the family plan <repeat 1st verse>