Testo I`m You Gun

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