Blew my smoke on a sunny day

When the first black powder came my way.

Hot lead ball from a muzzle cold ---

To win fair lady and take your gold.

I know it hardly seems the time ---

(i am your gun)

To talk of blue steel so sublime.

I can understand your point of view.

To tell the truth i'd scare me too.



Match, wheel and flintlock, they all caught your eye.

Pearl-handled ladies' models, scaled down to size.

I am the peacemaker, so the theory goes.

But i don't choose the company i keep ---

And it shows.



I am your gun.

Love me, i'm your gun.



Maxim and browning, they helped me along.

Stoner, kalashnikov --- thrilled to my song.

Now one of me exists, for each one of you,

So how can you blame me for the things that i do?



Now i take second place to the motor car

In the score of killing kept thus far.

And just remember, if you don't mind ---

It's not the gun that kills

But the man behind.



I am your gun.


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