Hit the Ground and Run

Oh there's a Wedding in the chapel

And the bride is oh so happy

And Daddy's got a shotgun in his hand

The groom is sweatin' bullets

As the priest steps to the pulpit

He's about to make this boy into a man.

Sweet Jesus in the Garden

Won't you grant this boy a pardon

For its true he really don't know what he's done.

You better lock the church door tight

'Cause at the slightest crack of light

That boy's gonna hit the ground and run

He's gonna run

He's gonna fly

He's out the door and down street

And he won't say Goodbye.

Diapers and diatribes

Of her Daddy on the rum

That boy is gonna hit the ground and run.

Was it the rubbing or the tugging

Put a bun in Nancy's oven

She's praying she's not starting to show.

But the wedding set for April

And she's known since November

She ain't got hells chance of a ball of snow.

Sweet Jesus in the Garden

Won't you grant this boy a pardon

For its true he really don't know what he's done.

You better lock the church door tight

'Cause at the slightest crack of light

That boy's gonna hit the ground and run

He's gonna run

He's gonna fly

He's out the door and down street

And he won't say Goodbye.

Diapers and diatribes

Of her Daddy on the rum

That boy is gonna hit the ground and run.

What in the Lords name was he thinking

You can't blame this all on drinking.

You can count the family teeth upon one hand

By Midnight he was muddled

For Her gene pool is a puddle.

Now he might be the Daddy of his old man.

Sweet Jesus in the Garden

Won't you grant this boy a pardon

For its true he really don't know what he's done.

You better lock the church door tight

'Cause at the slightest crack of light

That boy's gonna hit the ground and run

He's gonna run

He's gonna fly

He's out the door and down street

And he won't say Goodbye.

Diapers and diatribes

Of her Daddy on the rum

That boy is gonna hit the ground and run.

He's gonna run

He's gonna fly

He's out the door and down street

And he won't say Goodbye.

Diapers and diatribes

Of her Daddy on the rum

That boy is gonna hit the ground and run.

That boy is gonna hit the ground and run

That boy is gonna hit the ground and run