Ray, I got to tell you

You got to take that gun back

Cuz these things that I been shooting at are getting all too real

Don't want to hurt nobody, but I keep on aiming closer

Don't think that I can keep it feeling like I feel

Ray I know I told you

That I'd keep it for you

I know I said I trusted me with it more than you

But something happened last night that made me reconsider

I need you to drive out here and relieve me of it too

I figured after forty years, I wouldn't still be having nightmares

You'd think that now that we're older, that war would finally be over

Ray, I'm in my sixties and the nights ain't getting shorter

Only my patience and checkbook and fuse

Ray I got to tell you

You got to come take that gun back

Cuz these things that I been shooting at are getting all too real