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Line of limousines leaves one by oneThe prayers been prayedThe hymns been sungBlack mascara's already runBut the tears keep flowingYou can blame it on hate or blame it on gunsbut mamas ain't supposed to bury their sonsLeft a hole in her heart and it still ain't doneThe bullet keeps on goin'Through every branch of his family treeEvery birthday that he'll never seeEvery chance to live a good life that was stolenThrough the son he'll never get to raiseHis daughter on her wedding dayWishin' it was his hands she was holdin''Till every heart that's left to break is brokenThe bullet keeps on goin'The grass grows back around the stoneAnd friends stop checkin' in on the phoneThe camera crews have all moved onBut the wound's still openThe bullet keeps on goin'Through every branch of his family treeEvery birthday that he'll never seeEvery chance to live a good life that was stolenThrough the son he'll never get to raiseHis daughter on her wedding dayWishin' it was his hands she was holdin''Till every heart that's left to break is brokenThe bullet keeps on goin'Oh, whoaLine of limousines leaving one by oneThe prayers been prayedThe hymns been sungOh, mamas ain't supposed to bury their sonsThe bullet keeps on goin'Through the son he'll never get to raiseHis daughter on her wedding dayWishin' it was his hands she was holdin''Till every heart that's left to break is brokenThe bullet keeps on goin'The bullet keeps on goin'
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