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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
AHere in South Carolina AWe do things different AWhen it comes to fireworks, we don't hire professionals AWe are professionals AWe got what you call 'freelance firework shows' AThis song is a tribute to an elite set of men AWho exercised their inalienable right ATo shoot off fireworks
[Verse]
Bobby Ataught us by example Not to look down a Roman candle when you Elight it EHe lost his right eye, but you know He's a better-looking guy withAout it
And that Djumbo bottle rocket Don lit in his pocket Would've flew if it weren't for his Abelt loop We were Elistening to Elvis when it shattered his pelvis But it was cool 'cause it blew right at the end of Don't Be ACruel
[Chorus]
This Dsong is for all our pyrotechnical Aheroes What they lacked in disEcretion they made up in combAustion The ones who Dlit the fuse and wound up Dead, Ainjured or lame We saltEute you The fallen founding fathers of the Freelance Fireworks Hall of AFame
[Verse]
ARemember when Jed filled his pickup truck bed Full of fireworks for a big time that Enight EOne cigarette out his window EMade for one historical lightshow and to me A poetic way to Adie
But the Dbest has got to be DBills ingenuity With a man-sized rocket, duct Atape and a lawn chair Well he Edid good I reckon EHe flew a full eight seconds Without spilling one drop of his Abeer
[Chorus]
This Dsong is for all our pyrotechnical Aheroes Risking mutilEation All for detonAation They ignited the Dfirestorm Now we fan the Aflame We salEute you The fallen founding fathers of the Freelance Fireworks Hall of DFaAme