Can I Take My Gun To Heaven

Can I take my gun up to heaven?

You know she's always been by my side

So, can I take my gun up to heaven?

I'll check it with St. Peter at the gate

And if I had a woman that was faithful

Or even kind some of the time

I'd drag her on up to the gates of heaven

Or follow her right down to the gates of hell

So, can I take my gun up to heaven?

You know she's always been by my side

So, can I take my gun up to heaven?

I'll check it with St. Peter at the gate

When I came home from a long day of working at the prison

I found my woman, she's not around

She's down at Dahlia's corner, playing cards and drinking (hm-hm-hm)

Or sitting in the cars, singing Dixie with the boys (hm-hm-hm)

So, can I take my gun up to heaven?

You know she's always been by my side

So, can I take my gun up to heaven?

I'll check it with St. Peter at the gate

Can I take my gun up to heaven?

Can I take my gun up to heaven?

Can I take my gun up to heaven?

Can I take my gun up to heaven?

Can I take my gun up to heaven?