Son Of A Gun
 
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It hurts to be told when you're not very old
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That you're an outlaw's son
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And the older you get they won't let you forget
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That you're the son of a gun a bad bad gun you son of a gun

And then you'll meet someone so sweet 
and she says her heart you've won
But her old dad get's awfuly mad
She'll marry no son of a gun a bad bad gun the son of a gun

One day her dad must face a bad a bad outlaw with a gun
You're quick on the draw and you saved her pa
You no good son of a gun a bad bad gun you son of a gun

Now everyone who is someone smiles at the outlaw's son
You're one of the crowd her dad's so proud
She'll marry the son of a gun a bad bad gun the son of a gun
She'll marry the son of a gun




by: José Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com