Hayloft

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
 Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga
 It started with the hayloft a-creakin'
 Well it just started in the hay (loft)
 With his long johns on, Pop went a-creeping
 Out to the barn, up to the hay
 Young lovers and they are not sleeping
 Young lovers in the hay (loft)
 With his gun turned on, Pop went a-creeping
 Out to the barn, up to the hay (loft)
 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
 Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga
 Ahh. yaa. yaa. ya
 Ahh. yaa. yaa. ya
 Ahh. yaa. yaa. ya
 Ahh. yaa. yaa. ya
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 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
 Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga
 It started with the hayloft a-creakin'
 Well it just started in the hay
 With his long johns on, Pop went a-creeping
 Out to the barn, up to the hay (loft)
 Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots
 Young lovers with their legs tied up (loft) in knots
 With his long, tall gun, Pop went a-creeping
 To blow their hay-loft dead heads 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
 You better run
 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
 Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga
 Ahh. yaa. yaa. ya
 Ahh. yaa. yaa. ya
 Ahh. yaa. yaa. ya
 Ahh. yaa. yaa. ya
 Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga
 Ga-ga-ga-ga