The Gun

This is the story of love that came undone
This is the story of two men and a gun
Of two men and a gun
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A man that I've never met stole my wife and son
But that's been nearly three years now
And it's over with and done

At first I'd stare out into space while hate consumed my soul
Hate was the creed by which I lived
And revenge, my only goal

But the road to happiness isn't paved with hate
I'm glad I learned how to forgive before it was too late
Now here's the way the other man paid for what he'd done
I heard it from the man's own lips, who took my wife and son

I didn't really know this man but I'd seen him 'round
He's a new guard at the factory where I work west of town
This fellow swung into step with me and said, "I've got to talk"
I listened spellbound at his words as we stood on the walk

You, the guard said hoarsely are a kind man I surmise
As he stood there with his handkerchief wiping in his eyes
Three years ago, I wronged a man, I stole his wife and son
I didn't realize then the terrible thing that I had done

This thing gets hold of me at night and I can't sleep or rest
Forgive me sir, but telling it seems to get it off my chest
When my past looms up like this it kinda helps me to unload
I'm one man sir who knows for sure that you reap just what you sow

I sure appreciate your listening, it helps me a lot
You know to have that man's forgiveness I'd give everything I've got
Well, I feel much better now, I, I didn't get your name
Amor, well, that was my wife's name before we wed
It's odd your name's the same

You know I'd kill a man who'd do to me the thing that I've done
And when the truth got through to him, he handed me his gun
As I gave the weapon back I said, "What's done is done"
"All I ask is just be kind to Jenny and my son"