Story Behind The Song
In actuality it is the bio of the writer told in a generalized format so everyone can relate to how they too are the Chosen One.
Song Description
Song is a bio of a guy growing up a little on the wild side of life, and feeling lucky. Like he is the chosen one, never mind those things hes pointed at his gun.
Song Length |
5:42 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock, Rock - General |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Cheerful, In High Spirits |
Subject |
Determination, Friendship |
Similar Artists |
Green Day, John Cougar Mellencamp |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Chosen One
Written by Dennis M. Massey
Well I first broke ground in Denver and man I had some fun, my momma she worked for peanuts while my daddy was on the run,
at fourteen I lost my title and I picked up all my wings, a girl so young and beautiful and she loved to do those things
Yes I am the chosen one, chosen one, never mind the things I?ve pointed at my gun,
Yes I am the chosen one, chosen one, never mind the things I?ve pointed at my gun,
Well I stumbled my way though high school cars an bikes and stuff, hanging out with the older guys made me get real tough, well I pegged it to the metal from eighteen to twenty--one those whiskey bars those chics and cars was the bible of my fun,
I tell ya! I am the chosen one, chosen one, never mind the things I?ve pointed at my gun,
I tell ya! I am the chosen one, chosen one, never mind the things
I?ve pointed at my gun,
AW, GIVE IT TO ME! (GUITAR SOLO)
yah, I am the chosen one, chosen one, never mind the things I?ve pointed at my gun, at my gun,
I am the chosen one, chosen one, never mind the things I?ve pointed my gun,
Well I?ve burned my share of bridges, broke a rule or two, don?t claim to be no angel don?t claim to be no fool, well now I can?t quite explain it but I know inside it?s real, that I will still be standing when I make my final deal,
Yah, I am the chosen one, chosen one, never mind the things I?ve pointed at my gun, at my gun,
I am the chosen one, chosen one, never mind the things I?ve pointed at my gun
(GUITAR SOLO)
Yah, I am the chosen one, chosen one, never mind the things I?ve pointed at my gun, at my gun,
I am the chosen one, chosen one, never mind the things I?ve pointed at my gun, at my gun,
Never mind those things I?ve pointed at my gun.