Shotgun Boogie
Hank Thompson And His Brazos Valley Boys Lyrics


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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

Shotgun Boogie, I done saw your tracks
Look out Mr. Rabbit when I cock my hammer back
Well, over on the ridge is a scaly bark

Hick'ry 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

Shotgun Boogie, all I need is one shot
Look out bushy tail, tonight you'll be in the pot
Well, I met a pretty gal, she was tall and thin
I asked her what she had, she said, "A Fox Four-Ten"
I looked her up and down and said, "Boy, this is love"
So we headed for the brush to shoot a big fat dove

Shotgun Boogie, boy the feathers flew
Look out Mister 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 sixteen-gauge choked down like a rifle
He don't like a man that's a-gonna trifle"

Shotgun 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 oughta
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




Shotgun Boogie, I wanted wedding bells
I'll be back little gal, when your pappy runs out of shells

Overall Meaning

The song "Shotgun Boogie" by Hank Thompson and His Brazos Valley Boys is a classic country tune that celebrates the joys of hunting and the thrill of the chase. In the first verse, the singer sets the scene, describing his trusty shotgun standing in the corner and the rabbits playing in the grass outside. He proudly proclaims that he's ready to take on any prey with his shotgun blast, announcing that the Shotgun Boogie has arrived.


The second verse takes us out into the woods, where the singer encounters squirrels, hickory nuts, and even a potential love interest. The singer's admiration for his companion's Fox Four-Ten and his eagerness to shoot a big fat dove together suggests a shared love of hunting and the bond it can create between two people.


Line by Line Meaning

There it stands in the corner with the barrel so straight
There is a shotgun standing in the corner, its barrel pointed directly ahead.


I looked out the window and over the gate
I looked out the window and saw over the fence.


The big, fat rabbits are a-jumpin' in the grass
The rabbits are joyfully bouncing in the grass.


Wait'll they hear my old shotgun blast
Just wait until they hear the powerful sound of my shotgun firing.


Shotgun Boogie, I done saw your tracks
I see the evidence of Shotgun Boogie's footsteps.


Look out Mr. Rabbit when I cock my hammer back
Mr. Rabbit should be cautious when I prepare to pull the trigger.


Well, over on the ridge is a scaly bark
There's a tree with scaly bark on the nearby ridge.


Hick'ry nuts so big you can see 'em in the dark
The hickory nuts are so large, they're visible even in the dark.


The big fat squirrels they scratch and they bite
The large, plump squirrels scratch and bite.


I'll be on that ridge before daylight
I plan to climb that ridge before the sun rises.


Shotgun Boogie, all I need is one shot
One shot from Shotgun Boogie is all I need.


Look out bushy tail, tonight you'll be in the pot
Beware, little squirrel, you'll be in the stew pot tonight.


Well, I met a pretty gal, she was tall and thin
I met a beautiful woman, tall and slender.


I asked her what she had, she said, "A Fox Four-Ten"
I inquired about her firearm, and she replied it was a Fox Four-Ten.


I looked her up and down and said, "Boy, this is love"
I examined her closely and thought, "This is the one."


So we headed for the brush to shoot a big fat dove
Together we went to hunt for a plump dove hiding in the bushes.


Shotgun Boogie, boy the feathers flew
When Shotgun Boogie fired, feathers flew everywhere.


Look out Mister Dove when she draws a bead on you
If she aims at a dove, watch out Mr. Dove.


I sat down on a log, took her on my lap
We rested on a log, and she took a seat on my lap.


She said, "Wait a minute, bub, you got to see my Pap
She told me to wait until I met her father.


He's got a sixteen-gauge choked down like a rifle
Her father's sixteen-gauge shotgun has a tight choke like a rifle.


He don't like a man that's a-gonna trifle"
He doesn't approve of a man who will mess around with his daughter.


Shotgun Boogie, draws a bead so fine
Shotgun Boogie's aim is very precise.


Look out big boy, he's loaded all the time
Beware, dude, because Shotgun Boogie's always armed and dangerous.


Well, I called on her Pap like a gentleman oughta
I visited her father as a gentleman should.


He said, "No brush hunter's gonna get my daughter"
He sternly stated that he won't allow a man who hunts in the brush to have his daughter.


He cocked back the hammer right on the spot
He clicked the hammer of his gun in place right then and there.


When the gun went off, I outran the shot
I ran faster than the bullet when he pulled the trigger.


Shotgun Boogie, I wanted wedding bells
I hoped for wedding bells, despite the father's disapproval.


I'll be back little gal, when your pappy runs out of shells
I plan to return when her father runs out of ammunition.




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Written by: ERNEST J. FORD

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Comments from YouTube:

Rusty35081

Love Hank Thompson...and what a back up group. Never be another Hank.

Dr Akbar

Hank’s records sounded so good thanks to the use of reverb. Never muddy, but crisp and full of presence.

Pattsy Orsburn

This was my Uncle Lester Orsburn best of best of Hank Thompson. He could dance to this all night. My Uncle Lester was a great guy, and a lot of fun to be around.

Lynda pabaon

I love Shotgun Boogie.. Fun song, reminds of better days..

Pattsy Orsburn

This was my Uncle Lester's number one song.

Darwin Robison

Good swing dance music..

Rusty35081

Reminds me of Lewis Skating Rink. We would burn the floor up with this one.

Isaac Osgood

took me so long to find this song

Markus Rennelius

07/06/2021,,ready to Boogie whenever She is!

Zeke Smith

a 16 gauge choked down like a rifle...

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