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.

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.

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.

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.