Shooter

Well if I change, oh if, and I don't

I'll still be in the ground someday

Watery river, paint me a picture

He'll be on the road by spring

Can't believe I'm gonna say it, I think I finally made it

Out of the valley of cold, cold flesh and blood

Leaving before I started, don't say I'm cold-hearted

I'll just see you later on

Learning all about good women, learning all about their son

Learning all about all the ways you can come undone

Driving up to Indiana, gonna meet the rising sun

I will see you later on

I'm aiming for the shooter

In the middle of the line

I'm aiming for the shooter

I'm lying to myself

I'm lying to god

And I'm aiming for the shooter in the middle of the line

Rollin' down the highway

Got to do it my way

Not gonna turn it down

No, no, not this time

I can see the headlights

Cold red wine at midnight

I will see you later on

Hee he he hee

He he hee he he hee

Hee he he hee

I'm aiming for the shooter

In the middle of the line

I'm aiming for the shooter

I'm lying to myself

I'm lying to god

I'm aiming for the shooter in the middle of the line

I'm lying to myself

I'm lying to god

I'm aiming for the shooter in the middle of the line

Oh the line

Ooh oh oh ooh