Whistle While I Clean My Gun Lyrics & Chords By Brock Zeman

He looked like a magazine model leanin' there on the hood of his truck He had a deep south tan and a pearl snap shirt with the sleeves rolled up He was smilin' at me, made it...read more

The Consumer they call us We're the people that buy Well everyone else is out to sell some kind of merchandise We run to the boss and tell 'em we need a bit more gold Some tax...read more

Oh my god Please help me, knee deep in the river tryin' to get clean He says wash your hands, get out the stains But you best believe, boy, there's hell to pay Yeah you best...read more

If it wasn't for you, the sky would be blue. Why'd you make it so hard, and take everything to heart? How come you don't understand, it's in the palm of your hand? But you never...read more

Sugar and Riley had a lover’s fight Heard’em right through the wall last night Things got said, tears got cried It came to ahead just before midnight But when the morning...read more