John the Gun

My shadow follows me Wherever I should chance to go John, The Gun did say "If you should chance to meet me As I wander to and fro Sad would be your day" My life is mine and the light did shine Till the guns they did go through me So now I shall never fall Ideals of peace are gold Which fools have found Upon the plains of war I shall destroy them all Put away your guns of steel Death comes too soon for all Your Master He may need you soon And you must heed His call I am the master of the games That you will hardly ever play So I will teach your sons And if they should die Before the evening of their span of days Why, then they will die young Put away your guns of steel Death comes too soon for all Your Master He may need you soon And you must heed His call I am the master of the games That you will hardly ever play So I will teach your sons And if they should die Before the evening of their span of days Why, then they will die young Condemn me not For always will I play the game of war In moonshine or in sun And if any cross the path I choose to tread Their chances they are poor My name is John The Gun Put away your guns of steel Death comes too soon for all Your Master He may need you soon And you must heed His call I am the master of the games That you will hardly ever play So I will teach your sons And if they should die Before the evening of their span of days Why, then they will die young