Pick Up the Gun

Go on kid pick up the gun

If your draw ain’t quick you better run

I’m a god fearing man and when my time is done

You’ll know I did what a cowboy would do

I did what a cowboy would do

I pray every day no need to repent

It ain’t a sin if it’s self defense

So go on kid pick up the gun

Gimme a reason to shoot

Gimme a reason to shoot

Everbody’s watching let’s give em’ a show

They can’t be hurt by what they don’t know

The press is coming to the rodeo

I could use a little blood on my boots

I could use a little blood on my boots

See the real most wanted got a away

I need to show em’ a body today

So go on kid pick up the gun

Gimme a reason to shoot

Come on kid a little help

I even loaded your gun myself

It would impress my friends in the bible belt

To kill you would be a hoot

To kill you would be hoot

I don’t think you understand

So I’ll shoot mine first and leave yours in your hand

Sorry kid it’s been fun

I don’t need a reason to shoot

I don’t need a reason to shoot

Well I knew that a little would get in my hair

But I never thought blood would get everywhere

If I stick by my reasons I’ll be in the clear

I swear I had a reason to shoot

I swear I had a reason to shoot