Gun - Live
I'll have one more drink and I am going home
Got a wife and kid and my boy is getting older
And I promised myself, I'd never be like you
The reflection in the mirror
Is a stubborn bastard who looks just like you
But it's me
And the flowers in this garden are not for you
I remembered when it fired from my hand
I shot my old man, I shot him dead
Grab the gun young boy
Grab the gun and be a man (That's what he said)
Grab the gun now boy
Grab the gun now boy and go
(Well he thinks he's got the guts to be a man)
And he grabbed that old 45. from my hand
And the gun went off
And I'm not mad at you anymore
No, no, no I'm not mad at you
There's a woman officer writing at the door
She said boy you are the hero, you're not at fault
I didn't understand
She told baby sister daddy wouldn't touch her there no more
And the flowers in this garden are not for you
I remembered when it fired from my hand
I shot my old man, I shot him dead
Grab the gun young boy
Grab the gun and be a man (That's what he said)
Grab the gun now boy
Grab the gun now boy and go
(Well he thinks he's got the guts to be a man)
And he grabbed that old 45 from my hand
And the gun went off
And I'm not mad at you anymore
No, no, no I'm not mad at you
Got a wife and kid and my boy is getting older
And I promised myself, I'd never be like you
The reflection in the mirror
Is a stubborn bastard who looks just like you
But it's me
And the flowers in this garden are not for you
I remembered when it fired from my hand
I shot my old man, I shot him dead
Grab the gun young boy
Grab the gun and be a man (That's what he said)
Grab the gun now boy
Grab the gun now boy and go
(Well he thinks he's got the guts to be a man)
And he grabbed that old 45. from my hand
And the gun went off
And I'm not mad at you anymore
No, no, no I'm not mad at you
There's a woman officer writing at the door
She said boy you are the hero, you're not at fault
I didn't understand
She told baby sister daddy wouldn't touch her there no more
And the flowers in this garden are not for you
I remembered when it fired from my hand
I shot my old man, I shot him dead
Grab the gun young boy
Grab the gun and be a man (That's what he said)
Grab the gun now boy
Grab the gun now boy and go
(Well he thinks he's got the guts to be a man)
And he grabbed that old 45 from my hand
And the gun went off
And I'm not mad at you anymore
No, no, no I'm not mad at you
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Writer(s): Robinson Renard
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