'Don't pick up the gun, son.
Don't pick up the gun.
'cause if you ever use it,
You'll be a man on the run.'
Those were Papa's words then
When I was just a boy.
My eyes looked trigger happy.
My young heart beat with joy.
But he knew then, as I know now -
Real guns are not a toy.
And he had one strong mission:
To save his only boy.
Yes, he knew well the danger,
And he knew of the pain.
So he would always stay on point
As he spoke his old refrain.
'Don't pick up the gun, son.
Don't pick up the gun.
Live life to the fullest and
Don't pick up the gun!'
(C) K. Hicks
Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 12:09 PM UTC
'Don't pick up the gun, son.
Don't pick up the gun.
'cause if you ever use it,
You'll be a man on the run.'
Those were Papa's words then
When I was just a boy.
My eyes looked trigger happy.
My young heart beat with joy.
But he knew then, as I know now -
Real guns are not a toy.
And he had one strong mission:
To save his only boy.
Yes, he knew well the danger,
And he knew of the pain.
So he would always stay on point
As he spoke his old refrain.
'Don't pick up the gun, son.
Don't pick up the gun.
Live life to the fullest and
Don't pick up the gun!'
(C) K. Hicks