Craig Robertson

[Verse 1]
Craig Robertson, loves to shoot his guns
He goes to church on Sunday, he's kind to everyone
He keeps up with the daily news, he loves God, and his country too
When someone tries to tear it down, he knows just what to do

[Chorus]
Craig Robertson, you just wanted a little fun
Now you're bleeding out in the Provo sun
'Cause the feds came by with their loaded guns
Their black vans parked on your lawn
Their black boots, and their armor on
They bust in at the break of dawn
You know that they just want you gone, oh no

[Verse 2]
He's got a dream, loves to be free
He puts his thoughts on Facebook, for everyone to see
The president is stopping by, and Craig's got something new to try
Oh, once he's dusted off his gun, he's gonna make him die, oh

[Chorus]
Craig Robertson, you just wanted a little fun
Now you're bleeding out in the Provo sun
'Cause the feds came by with their loaded guns
Their black vans parked on your lawn
Their black boots, and their armor on
They bust in at the break of dawn
You know that they just want you gone, oh no