Left my home I was 17 and I was looking for a job
When I met those no good friends of mine
They gave me all kinds of bad advice and they taught me how to rob
Said they'd always be there down the line
Be there down the line
I got my very first 12 gauge
I got half a dozen shells
I come to find that one was all I need
I didn't waste no time a thinkin I got right down to the job
That night a grown man to bleed
A grown man to bleed
There ain't no romance in 25 to life
Still a kid I'll probly die in my cell
At night I worry no dog, no son, no wife
I did it all with a lone shotgon shell
Whoa shotgon shell
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Well I run up into the country store I demanded the cash
Had a bag in my left hand a gun in my right
With the feeling a little ahead before it all happened oh to fast
That shot rang out cold as the night
Cold as the night
A dust cloud rose up in the air the blood flowing from his mouth
He had his eyes wide open they were staring back at mine
The judge come out put the gavel down his voice was mighty loud
Ya done wrong but boy you'll do the time
Boy you'll do the time
There ain't no romance in 25 to life
Still a kid I'll probly die in my cell
At night I worry no dog, no son, no wife
I did it all with a lone shotgun shell
Whoa shotgun shell
There ain't no romance in 25 to life
I'm still a kid I'll probly die in my cell
At night I worry no dog, no son, no wife
I did it all, did it all to myself
Whoa, a shotgun shell
Whoa, a shotgun shell