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 gunAnd I don't have a sweetheart yet
but if I did I'd break my neck
To please her, make her wanna stay, in my arms she'd rest
but I don't have a sweetheart yetI 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
