.50 Cal

by Gregg Yows

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Fictional account of a sniper somewhere in a middle-eastern village seeking revenge on the enemy who made it personal.

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Another night out on my patrol
Got a lookout for un-savory men
I've got a laser and I've got helmet
I've got a duty to take my revenge

Forty-two nights ago I saw him comin'
Chasin' my seargant with a beat up AK
Sarge turned around but before he could cry out
He passed from this world in a .30 Cal. spray

I won't lie
I want the bastard dead

I've got my M16, my butter and my bread
But I'd like to put
a bigger hole in his head
Let's use the fifty-caliber instead
Let's use the fifty-caliber instead


Throw out all the two twenty three
I've only got ammo for the Barrett
I don't have nothin back home left to live for
Infadel's terror I bring to this town

Shadows in arches, I locate my target
Same crappy boots and a shit-eatin grin
Put down the bipod and thank God for Varget
I'm gonna make this right for my friend

Here comes my patrol
Coordinates in hand
I'm gonna lay out my route
to eliminate this man... where he stands...

[Verse 1]

Another night out on my patrol
Got a lookout for un-savory men
I've got a laser and I've got helmet
I've got a duty to take my revenge

Forty-two nights ago I saw him comin'
Chasin' my seargant with a beat up AK
Sarge turned around but before he could cry out
He passed from this world in a .30 Cal. spray

I won't lie
I want the bastard dead

I've got my M16, my butter and my bread
But I'd like to put
a bigger hole in his head
Let's use the fifty-caliber instead
Let's use the fifty-caliber instead

[Verse 2]

Throw out all the two twenty three
I've only got ammo for the Barrett
I don't have nothin back home left to live for
Infadel's terror I bring to this town

Shadows in arches, I locate my target
Same crappy boots and a shit-eatin grin
Put down the bipod and thank God for Varget
I'm gonna make this right for my friend

Here comes my patrol
Coordinates in hand
I'm gonna lay out my route
to eliminate this man... where he stands...

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released November 15, 2019
All music and lyrics by Gregg Yows
Recorded at Tropy Room studios, Austin, TX

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Gregg Yows Austin, Texas

This is the home of libertarian southern alt-country produced and performed by award-winning songwriter, Greg Jamison.

I am a simple songwriter. My cause is making sure our kids enjoy freedom from the tyrannical, over-taxing, nanny-state government that is currently plaguing our nation. I write songs about it. Maybe it will make some sort of difference. Probably not...but maybe.
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