Daddy Was A Pistol (Daughter of a Gun)(response to The Outlaw Saint Daddy Was A Pistol)

[Verse 1] I come from a nowhere map dot Mama kept the porch light on Every scar he earned, every bridge he burned Hung over our little home He’d stay out late, stir up a fight Come back smellin’ smoke and rum Folks say I’m his spittin’ image But I swore I wouldn’t come out numb... [Chorus] Yeah, Daddy was a pistol And I’m a daughter of a gun I learned to square up to the dark ‘Stead of turnin’ tail to run I don’t go lookin’ for trouble But trouble knows the fam’ly I’m cut from Yeah, my Daddy was a pistol And I’m a daughter of a gun... [Verse 2] Slide into that same old barroom Every bartender knows my face ‘Fore they even pour my first whiskey They all say, “Girl, you got his ways” Sheriff grins and tips his hat “Got that fire like your dad” I just smirk and raise my glass Sip slow ‘cause I’ve seen bad... [Chorus] Yeah, Daddy was a pistol And I’m a daughter of a gun I learned to square up to the dark ‘Stead of turnin’ tail to run I don’t go lookin’ for trouble But trouble knows the fam’ly I’m cut from Yeah, my Daddy was a pistol And I’m a daughter of a gun... [Bridge] Some dads might leave money Some pass down the family home Mine left scars and stories And a last name carved in stone It ain’t somethin’ I can outrun So I just faced it head‑on If Daddy always was a pistol... Guess I’ll always be a daughter of a gun… [Chorus] Yeah, Daddy was a pistol And I’m a daughter of a gun I learned to square up to the dark ‘Stead of turnin’ tail to run I don’t go lookin’ for trouble But trouble knows the fam’ly I’m cut from Yeah, my Daddy was a pistol And I’m a daughter of a gun... [Country Trap Rap Outro] Every town’s got a legend And every girl’s got a bruise Daddy wrote the rules in blood I’m flippin’ ‘em, I’m breakin’ ‘em loose He lit the match I walk through the flame Yeah, I’m the echo Of that heavy last name Boots still muddy Heart still sore But there’s some lines Worth fightin’ for Call it outlaw Call it destiny Call it what you want It’s just blood in me [Music Drops] You’ll remember this girl When all’s said and done [Full Band Impact] Yeah, Daddy was a pistol And I’m a daughter of a gun