Lyrics
I've got an old Colt .45
My daddy gave it to me
Made all the way back in 1911
By the U.S. Armory
Got not use for this piece of iron
It's too damn heavy for me
Wanna be rid of responsibility
Leave it at the bottom of the sea
Got this .38 special
Grandaddy gave it to me
Double action, what a mean pocket gun!
It's set so many men free
It was his best friend it poker games
It was the ace in his sleeve
Couldn't pay me to care no more
I'm gonna leave it at the bottom of the sea!
I got this 12 gauge shotgun
Uncle Sam gave it to me
Flat black and all composite
What a nasty piece of weaponry!
Then one night the devil came to me
Smiling with glee
Told me it was the end of the line
If I didn't leave it in the sea!
So I threw 'em in the sea!
Now they're gonna rust in peace!
I threw em in the sea!
And they're gonna rust in peace!
I threw em in the sea!
And they're gonna rust in peace!
I threw 'em in the sea!
And it ain't gonna bother me
No, it ain't gonna bother me
No it ain't gonna bother me!