John Farnham Everything Is Gonna Be All Right Lyrics

Everything Is Gonna Be All Right Lyrics

Put up your shot gun Papa

Everything is gonna be all right

All
right, all right, all right

Put up your shot gun Papa

Everything is
gonna be all right

All right, all right, all right

Here come the
preacher

There's gonna be a weddin' tonight

All right, all right



I'm not gonna try to run

I know it ain't no use

So you can
tell your brothers

To turn me loose



Put up your shot gun
Papa

Everything is gonna be all right

All right, all right, all
right

Here comes the preacher

There's gonna be a weddin' here
tonight

All right, all right

All ri-i-ight (all right), ahh...
yeah-yeah



I didn't want to marry

But now I'll tie the
knot

'Cause somethin' made me realise

What I really got

Drop
your shot gun Daddy

You don't have to worry 'bout a thing

No-no,
not a thing, no-no

Here come the preacher

Your little girl will get
her weddin' ring

All right, all right, a-a-a-all right



Put up
your shot gun Papa

Everything is gonna be all right

Put up your shot
gun Papa

Everything is gonna be all right

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Everything is gonna be a-a-a-a-a-all right