SHOTGUN HOUSE

 

Shotgun house, shotgun house

I can stand on my front porch, and shoot a shotgun, right out my back door

Shotgun house blues, better get away, and don’t come back no more

 

Mean ol’ dog, mean ol’ dog

He don’t like to bark these days, but a rattlesnake came, and he chased that snake away

If he ain’t lazy, he’s not afraid, and he sure don’t miss his day

 

Guitar song, guitar song

Play that thing real loud, get it on, and when it feels alright

Just keep on hangin’ with that groove, get on down, and play those blues all night