Six Gun

I was born with a six-gun in my mind

If you want to understand

Put a six-gun in my hand

Go a-, go a-, go a-, go a-

Go ahead, m-m-make my day

Go a-, go a-, go a-, go a-

Go ahead, m-m-make my day

Go a-, go a-, go a-, go a-

Go ahead, m-m-make my day

They were a mixed lot

Veterans and beardless kids

Reds, bank cleaners, Jews, refugees

Idealists, adventurers

Thugs, victims bent on revenge, and just maybe

If you want, if you, if you, if you

If you want, put a six-gun in my hand

If you want, if you, if you, if you

If you want to understand

If you want, if you, if you, if you

If you want, put a six-gun in my hand

I was born with a six-gun in my mind

If you want to understand

Put a six-gun in my hand

Put a six-gun

Put a six-gun

Put a six-gun in my hand

Go a-, go a-, go a-, go a-

Go ahead, m-m-make my day

Go a-, go a-, go a-, go a-

Go ahead, m-m-make my day

I always find a place for my parachute to land

But what's left of me would fit in your hand