Daughter Of A Gun(response to The Outlaw Saint Daddy was a pistol)

[Verse 1] I grew up on a nowhere map dot Where my last name carried weight Every whispered word on that old front porch Was ‘bout my daddy and his fate Granddad sittin’ in a faded ball cap Talkin’ ‘bout the wild he’d done Said, “Girl, your daddy was a fire in boots And you’re the spark he left behind, one by one…” [Chorus] Yeah, Daddy was a pistol And I’m his daughter of a gun Every story that they told me Built the backbone I’ve become I don’t go lookin’ for trouble But trouble knows the blood that I’m cut from Yeah, Daddy was a pistol And I’m his daughter of a gun… [Verse 2] Granny cries when the sirens echo Says she’s heard that sound before Tells me ‘bout the nights when the blue lights flashed Shinin’ right through the kitchen door Mama leans on the old screen doorway Voice low when the day is done Says, “Baby, he could charm the devil himself But he’d never stop reachin’ for another shot and a run…” [Chorus] Yeah, Daddy was a pistol And I’m his daughter of a gun Every story that they told me Built the backbone I’ve become I don’t go lookin’ for trouble But trouble knows the blood that I’m cut from Yeah, Daddy was a pistol And I’m his daughter of a gun… [Bridge] Some dads pass down money Some hand off a peaceful home Mine left ghosts and warnings And a last name carved in stone I tried to outrun that shadow But I just turned and faced the sun ‘Cause if Daddy was a loaded legend I’ll be the aim he never was, when it’s said and done… [Chorus] Yeah, Daddy was a pistol And I’m his daughter of a gun Every story that they told me Built the backbone I’ve become I don’t go lookin’ for trouble But trouble knows the blood that I’m cut from Yeah, Daddy was a pistol And I’m his daughter of a gun… [Country Trap Rap Outro] Every bar’s got a bartender With tales to pour Says, “Girl, you’ve got his fire But you walk in wantin’ more He drained the bottle You break the mold He spent his nights You pay in soul Sheriff taps the glass Says, “You look like him Same steel eyes But you’re holdin’ it in Call it outlaw Call it legacy Call it curse or crown It’s just blood to me [Music Drops] You’ll remember my name When all’s said and done [Full Band Impact] ‘Cause Daddy was a pistol And I’m his daughter of a gun