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  • 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