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

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[Verse 1] I come from a nowhere map dot Where my Daddy’s name still shouts Every scar he earned, every bridge he burned Turned to the rumors they mouth He’d drink all night, tear up the night Come home with his knuckles broke They say I got his same wild temper But I rewrote what I was told... [Chorus] Yeah, Daddy was a pistol But I’m a daughter of a gun I turned every bruise into fire And I ain’t bowin’ down to anyone I don’t go lookin’ for trouble But trouble knows the woman I’ve become Yeah, my Daddy was a pistol And I’m a daughter of a gun... [Verse 2] Sit down on any town barstool Every stranger stares when I stand ‘Fore they even pour my first whiskey They all say, “You look like your ol’ man” Sheriff smirks and tips his hat “Girl, you act like your dad” I just grin and raise that glass But I ain’t his bitter aftermath... [Chorus] Yeah, Daddy was a pistol But I’m a daughter of a gun Never turning my back on a fight When it’s time to stand for someone I don’t go chasin’ the chaos But the chaos knows just where I’m from Yeah, my Daddy was a pistol And I’m a daughter of a gun... [Bridge] Some dads might leave money Some pass down a peaceful home Mine left scars and warnings And a last name carved in stone Ain’t somethin’ I could hide from So I stopped tryin’ to come undone If Daddy always was a pistol... Then I’ll aim my fire at a better sun… [Chorus] Yeah, Daddy was a pistol But I’m a daughter of a gun I’ve been forged in the smoke and the sirens Now I’m louder than the damage he’s done I don’t go prayin’ for trouble But trouble hears this outlaw drum Yeah, my Daddy was a pistol And I’m a daughter of a gun... [Country Trap Rap Outro] Every town’s got a legend With a black-cloud truth Daddy wrote the first chapter Now I’m tearin’ out proofs He lit the match I walked through the flame I’m the glitch in the story Of our crooked last name He broke the bottles I broke the chain Turned all that rage Into gasoline Call it outlaw Call it therapy Call it what you want It’s just blood in 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 a daughter of a gun.