The Ballad Of "Shooter" McPherson by Cecil Waxwinder

A tribute song to Bengals rookie kicker Evan "Shooter" McPherson.
Email: cecilwaxwinder@gmail.com

The team was struggling with kicking woes
Missing chip shots, losing to foes
The city found itself in quite a plight

One day he came riding up the interstate
With a Gator satchel and a Ft. Payne leg
And he said I'll kick that ball right out of sight

He's Shooter, Shooter McPherson (Shooter!)

Now everyone said we were wasting a pick
On a good ol' boy who does nothing but kick
All the pundits said "I've never seen the like!"

But on extra points to tie the score or 4th and a mile from the 34
Ol' Shooter puts the ball right down the pike

He's Shooter, Shooter McPherson (Shooter!)

Now some might call him by a different tag
Like Legatron or Money Mac
And I guess that there's some room to disagree

But none of that matters now anyhow
Cause CJ says it's Shooter now
And if CJ says it that's good enough for me

He's Shooter, Shooter McPherson (Shooter!)

Here he comes, boys
Don't you dare test him
He'll make you pay
That's "Shooter" to you