This Gun Don`t Care — текст песни (Wanda Jackson)

I don`t like the way you touch my baby if you`re smart you turn him loose
Unless you crave danger or you`re crazy cause this gun don`t care who it shoots
You better take your hands off my baby or they`re gonna bury you in your boots
Keep what I`m saying for I ain`t fooling and this gun don`t care who it shoots
This old gun of mine has no conscience shows no favors as never caught the tree
So it`s all up to you now pay attention cause this gun don`t care who it shoots
[ guitar ]
I`m glad to see you`ve made a right decision just stuck away you`d better pull up roots
And let`s hope that you`ll never cross my vision
Cause this gun don`t care who it shoots
This old gun of mine...
No this gun don`t care who it shoots