Gun Song

I don't own a single gun

But if I did, you'd be the one

To hold it, aim it, make all of the bad men run

But I don't own a single gun

And I don't have a sweetheart yet

But if I did I'd break my neck

To please her, make her want to stay in my arms we'd rest

But I don't have a sweetheart yet

I can't believe what I found in daddy's sock drawer,

sock drawer today

It was a pistol, a Smith & Wesson, holy, holy shit

Lalalala

(One, Two, One, Two, Three, Four!)

Things I knew when I was young

Some were true and some were wrong

And one day, I pray, I'll be more than my father's son

But I don't own a single gun