[Verse 1]
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 gun

[Verse 2]
And I don't have a sweetheart yet
But if I did, I'd break my neck to please her
Make her want to stay in my arms, she'd rest
But I don't have a sweetheart yet

[Bridge]
I can't believe what I found in daddy's sock drawer
Sock drawer, today
It was a pistol, a Smith & Wesson
Holy— Holy shit!

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[Chorus]
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

[Outro]
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