作词 : Wheeler 作曲 : Cheryl Wheeler Now let's get the kids and pack up the car Take that vacation we've been waiting for Drive across this country, leave our worries far behind Sing in four-part harmony to "Sweet Adaline" 'Cause I got these books and maps from triple "A" We'll visit friends and sites along the way Bring the bikes and toys and diapers Pay the neighbor's sons Call to stop the mail and honey Don't forget the guns Now don't forget the guns, you know exactly what I mean Bring the pistols, bring the ouzi and the old AR-15 We don't look for trouble but by golly if we're in it It's nice to know we're free to blow 900 rounds a minute We'll head for Chicago, stop for the night Hope for good weather and hope the kids won't fight They've never seen Mt. Rushmore and they ought to understand The kind of men who forged our freedom all across this land We'll hike up a trail and ride down a stream Stand by Old Faithful and watch her blow off steam When we pack the lunches that's not all we'll bring along Cause we'll be packing 45's in case anything goes wrong Now don't forget the guns, you know exactly what I mean Bring the pistols, bring the ouzi and the old AR-15 We don't look for trouble but by golly if we're in it It's nice to know we're free to blow 900 rounds a minute Oh riding along we'll follow the signs Over the mountains under the pines Up to Boot Hill where they got what they gave In the land of the free, you've got to be brave
作词 : Wheeler 作曲 : Cheryl Wheeler Now let's get the kids and pack up the car Take that vacation we've been waiting for Drive across this country, leave our worries far behind Sing in four-part harmony to "Sweet Adaline" 'Cause I got these books and maps from triple "A" We'll visit friends and sites along the way Bring the bikes and toys and diapers Pay the neighbor's sons Call to stop the mail and honey Don't forget the guns Now don't forget the guns, you know exactly what I mean Bring the pistols, bring the ouzi and the old AR-15 We don't look for trouble but by golly if we're in it It's nice to know we're free to blow 900 rounds a minute We'll head for Chicago, stop for the night Hope for good weather and hope the kids won't fight They've never seen Mt. Rushmore and they ought to understand The kind of men who forged our freedom all across this land We'll hike up a trail and ride down a stream Stand by Old Faithful and watch her blow off steam When we pack the lunches that's not all we'll bring along Cause we'll be packing 45's in case anything goes wrong Now don't forget the guns, you know exactly what I mean Bring the pistols, bring the ouzi and the old AR-15 We don't look for trouble but by golly if we're in it It's nice to know we're free to blow 900 rounds a minute Oh riding along we'll follow the signs Over the mountains under the pines Up to Boot Hill where they got what they gave In the land of the free, you've got to be brave
