Letras
Oh, my mother was frightened by a shotgun, they say
That's why I'm such a wonderful shot
I'd be out in the cactus and I'd practice all day
But now tell me what have I got?
I'm quick on the trigger with targets not much bigger than a pinpoint
I'm number one
But my score with a feller is lower than a celler
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun
When I'm with a pistol, I sparkle like a crystal
Yes, I shine like the morning sun
But I lose all my luster when with a bronco buster
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun
With a gun, with a gun
No, you can't get a man with a gun
If I went to battle with someone's herd of cattle
You'd have steak when the job was done
But if I shot the herder, they'd lock me up for murder
'Cause you can't shoot a male in the tail like a quail
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun
If I shot a rabbit, some furrier would grab it
For a coat that would warm someone
But you can't shoot a lover and use him for a cover
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun
The gals with umbrellas are always out with fellers
In the rain or the blazin' sun
But a man never trifles with gals who carry rifles
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun
With a gun, with a gun
No, you can't get a man with a gun
A Tom, Dick, or Harry will build a house for Carrie
When the preacher has made them one
But he can't build you houses with buckshot in his trousers
'Cause a man may be hot, but he's not when he's shot
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun