The Devil's Right Hand

About the time my Daddy left to fight the good war I saw my first pistol in the general store In the general store, when I was thirteen I thought it was the finest thing I ever had seen So l asked if I could have one someday when I grew up Mama dropped a dozen eggs, she really blew up She really blew up she didn't understand Mama said the pistol was the devil's right hand The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand Mama said the pistol was the devil's right hand My very first pistol was a cap and ball Colt Shoot as fast as lightnin' but it loads a mite slow Loads a mite slow and soon I found out It'll get you into trouble but it can't get you out About a year later got a Colt 45 Called a peacemaker but I never knew why Never knew why, I didn't understand Mama said the pistol was the devil's right hand The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand Mama said the pistol was the devil's right hand The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand Mama said the pistol was the devil's right hand I get into a card game in a company town Caught a miner cheating I shot the dog down Shot the dog down, watched the man fall Never touched his holster, never had a chance to draw The trial was in the morning and they drug me out of bed Asked me how I pleaded, not guilty I said Not guilty I said, you've got the wrong man Nothing touched the pistol but the devil's right hand The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand Nothing touched the trigger but the devil's right hand The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand Mama said the pistol was the devil's right hand