Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
I got a thirty ought six it was a hand me down
From my granddad’s granddad
I got a twelve gauge pump man when I was fourteen
The best gun I ever had
Now they are more than just metal and wood to me
They’re the story of who I am
I never would hurt a living soul Lord
But sometimes you gotta take a stand

[Chorus]
So if you’re coming for my guns come and get ‘em son
Come on take ‘em if you think you can
I will be waiting for you at my front door
When you step foot on my land
You have to pry ‘em out from my cold dead hands
Roll me away in a hurst
If you’re coming for my guns come and get ‘em son
I’ll give to you bullets first

[Verse 2]
I'm a seventh generation of a pioneer's son
Who died for a rebel cause
All the rights and the mean to defend ourselves
When the fight for freedom calls
I might be a redneck from out in the sticks
But mama didn't raise no fool
It’s a crook that pulls the trigger big brother
I ain’t buyin’ your wool

[Chorus]
So if you’re coming for my guns come and get ‘em son
Come on take ‘em if you think you can
I will be waiting for you at my front door
When you step foot on my land
You have to pry ‘em out from my cold dead hands
Roll me away in a hurst
If you’re coming for my guns come and get ‘em son
I’ll give to you bullets first

[Bridge]
From the hills of Appalachia to South Alabama
All over the lone star state
The last thing you gonna hear is a flash of thunder
When you get what you come to take

[Chorus]
So if you’re coming for my guns come and get ‘em son
Come on take ‘em if you think you can
I will be waiting for you at my front door
When you step foot on my land
You have to pry ‘em out from my cold dead hands
Roll me away in a hurst
If you’re coming for my guns come and get ‘em son
I’ll give to you bullets first

[Outro]
If you’re coming for my guns come and get ‘em son
But you gonna get the bullets first