Lyrics:

Shotgun Willie sits around in his underwearBitin' a bullet, pullin' out all of his hairShotgun Willie has got all of
his family thereYou can't make a record if you ain't got nothin' to sayYou can't make a record if you ain't got nothin' to s
ayYou 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 KlanThe six foot five John T was a hell of a manMade a lot of money sellin' sheets on the family plan(Repeat 1st verse
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