Ho-

ney

load

up

your

ques-

ti-

ons

And

pick

up

your

sticks

and

your

stones

And

pre-

tend

I’m

a

shel-

ter

for

heart-

aches

That

don’t

have

a

home

Choose

the

words

that

cut

like

a

ra-

zor

And all

that

I’ll

say

is

Fi-

re

a-

way

Take

your

best

shot

Show

me

what

you

got

Ho-

ney,

I’m

not

a-

fra-

id

Re-

ar

back

and

ta-

ke

aim

And

fi-

re

a-

way

Well,

I

wish

I

could

say

That

I’ve

ne-

ver

be-

en

here

be-

fo-

re

But

you

know

and

I

know

That

I’ll

al-

ways

co-

me

back

for

more

Yo-

ur

love

might

be

my

dam-

na-

tion

But

I’ll

cry

to

my

grave

Fi-

re

a-

way

Take

your

best

shot

Show

me

what

you

got

Ho-

ney,

I’m

not

a-

fra-

id

Re-

ar

back

and

ta-

ke

aim

And

fi-

re

a-

way

Oh

Fi-

re

a-

way

Take

your

best

shot

Show

me

what

you

got

Ho-

ney,

I’m

not

a-

fra-

id

Re-

ar

back

and

ta-

ke

aim

And fi-

re

a-

way

Fi-

re

a-

way

I'll

fi-

re

a-

way

Fi-

re

a-

way