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
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 she´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
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