i got a gun |
|
She
took some blood and tears |
From
an old fruit jar |
She
rubbed it on her belly |
Where
he left his scars |
She's
such a fragile thing |
Like
pigeon bones |
He
couldn't whip my little brother |
He
wouldn't leave her alone |
|
So
if you see that man |
Done
these things to her |
Tell
him, he'd better run |
I
got a gun |
I
got a gun y'all |
Justice
will be done |
I
got a gun, got a gun |
|
They
say a man with a weapon |
He
gets 99 years |
But
I would give my life |
To
wash away her tears |
So
if you see that man |
Done
these things to her |
Tell
him, he'd better run |
I
got a gun |
I
got a gun y'all |
Justice
will be done |
I
got a gun, got a gun |
|
Now
I never looked at a pistol |
But
now I lost my grip |
The
judge would only give him a slap on the wrist |
I
ain't had it very long |
But
now it's in my hand |
She
took her very last whippin' from that spineless man |
I
got a gun |
I
got a gun y'all |
Justice
will be done |
I
got a gun, got a gun |