otis gibbs – with a gun in my hand lyrics
through frozen fields we walked along
entering the woods before dawn
waiting for the sun to thaw the land
just fourteen trying to be a man
in a restless voice, i spoke as a child
cold and tired
when the sunrise broke, i stood by your side
weary eyed
with a gun in my hand
a secret i keep to myself
is that i had no taste for the k!ll
oh but i loved to be at his side
alone in the woods, my father and i
in a restless voice, i spoke as a child
cold and tired
when the sunrise broke, i stood by your side
weary eyed
with a gun in my hand
i saw him standing on the hill
a twelve point buck beautiful and still
i clapped my hands to scare him away
when i saw my father taking aim
then a shot rang out, my ears went numb, and my heart beat wild
i could see him fall, his panic and pain, as i ran to his side
he was clinging to life, as i stroked my hand on his blood soaked attire
in a restless voice, saint peter, i cried, don’t let him die
with a gun in my hand
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