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Cold Blooded Killer
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Springsteen meets Tarantino, with Marty Robbins at the wheel.
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It's called Maximum Honky Tonk, and no one plays it like Bob Wire. Country, blues, rockabilly, folk, and some good ol' rock and roll. Honest, smart and funny.
Funniest blog on the web? Judge for yourself at NewWest.net/BobWire. You won't regret it. I swear. This is Butt-twitchin' country music for adults with a brain and a sense of humor! Bob Wire writes catchy, original songs with a twisted perspective that puts him way out in the left field of Nashvegas. Bob sez: Hank Jr. is the disease, and Hank Sr. is the cure.
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Genre
Country • Alternative Country
Charts
Peak #256
Peak in subgenre #34
Author
Ednor Therriault
Rights
2006 Ednor Therriault
Uploaded
May 17, 2006
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MP3 3.6 MB • 160 kbps • 3:08
Story behind the song
I read a lot of crime fiction.
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When Johnny showed up late for work and called his boss a fuckin’ jerk His boss could smell the whiskey on his breath His walking papers he received, and Johnny he felt so relieved That night he went and beat a man to death He left the dead man behind the bar, took his wallet, took his car Drove downtown and bought himself a gun He stopped for gas and cigarettes, a case of beer, some Raisinettes Then he shot the cashier just for fun Chorus Well, he’s a cold blooded killer, he ain’t like you and me He’ll cut down anything that’s in his path When he comes into your town you’d better keep out of his way He’s got nothing left to lose except his past Solo From Illinois to Council Bluffs, Johnny couldn’t get enough Fifteen more had eaten their last meal He traveled west from Omaha, crossed a time zone and he saw That gave him sixty minutes more to kill Chorus Solo X2 Wyoming’s population shrank when Johnny robbed a couple banks And murdered every witness that he saw In Pocatello, Idaho, a sheriff dropped his radio And put a bullet right through Johnny’s jaw Chorus
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