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All my life, yeah just about every night I saw my Father as a drunken stranger, And I heard her cry just about every time she felt his anger, and it broke her body... Six shots exploded through the action And I brought peace back into our home, Would his apologies be proven Well, I don't care and we'll never know So I walked away thinking his debt was paid but all I had was my mother, the shotgun and the blues (slide solo) So I walked away thinking his debt was paid but all I had was my mother, the shotgun and the blues But all I had was my mother, the shotgun and the blues From Letras Mania