Blew my smoke on a sunny day,
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when the first black powder came my way.
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Hot lead ball from a muzzle cold
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to win fair lady and take your gold.
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I know it hardly seems the time (I am your gun)
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to talk of blue steel so sublime. (I am your gun)
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I can understand your point of view. (I am your gun)
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To tell the truth I'd scare me too.
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Match, wheel and flintlock, they all caught your eye.
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Pearl-handled ladies' models, scaled down to size.
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I am the peacemaker, so the theory goes.
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But I don't choose the company I keep and it shows.
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I am your gun.
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Love me, I'm your gun.
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Maxim and Browning, they helped me along.
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Stoner, Kalashnikov thrilled to my song.
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Now one of me exists, for each one of you,
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So how can you blame me for the things that I do?
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Now I take second place to the motor car(I am your gun)
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in the score of killing kept thus far. (I am your gun)
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And just remember, if you don't mind (I am your gun)
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it's not the gun that kills but the man behind.
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I am your gun.
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I am your gun.
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I am your gun.
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I am your gun.
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I Am Your Gun
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| Jethro Tull |
