There it stands in the corner with the barrel so straight
I looked out the window and over the gate
The big, fat rabbits are a-jumpin’ in the grass
Wait’ll they hear my old shotgun blast ()
Shot- gun Boogie ( ) I done saw your tracks …
Look out Mr. Rabbit when I cock my hammer back.

Well, over on the ridge is a (scaley bark)
Hick’er nuts so big you can see ‘em in the dark
The big fat Squirrels they scratch and they bite
I’ll be on that ridge before daylight ()
Shot-gun Boogie ( ) all I need is one shot …
Look out bushy tail, tonight you’ll be in the pot.

Well, I met pretty gal she was tall and thin
I asked her what she had, she said: “A FOX 410.”
I looked her up and down and said: “Boy, this is love.”
So we headed for the brush to shoot a big fat Dove ()
Shot-gun Boogie ( ) boy the feathers flew …
Look out Mr. Dove when she draws a bead on you.

I sat down on a log, took her on my lap
She said: “Wait a minute, bub, you got to see my pap,
He’s got a 16-gauge choked down like a rifle
He don’t like a man that’s a-gonna trifle.” ()
Shot-gun Boogie ( ) draws a bead so fine …
Look out big boy, he’s loaded all the time.

Well, I called on her pap like a gentleman oughter
He said: “No brush hunter’s gonna get my daughter.”
He cocked back the hammer right on the spot
When the gun went off, I outran the shot ()
Shot-gun Boogie ( ) I wanted wedding bells …
I’ll be back little gal, when your pappy runs out of shells.