I Got a Gun — текст песни (John Hiatt)

She took some blood and tears

From an old fruit jar

She rubbed it on her belly

Where he left his scars

Shes such a fragile thing

Like pigeon bones

He couldnt whip my little brother

He wouldnt leave her alone



So if you see that man

Done these things to her

Tell him, hed better run

I got a gun

I got a gun yall

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, hed better run

I got a gun

I got a gun yall

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 aint had it very long

But now its in my hand

She took her very last whippin from that spineless man

I got a gun

I got a gun yall

Justice will be done

I got a gun, got a gun