Favorite song lyrics mentioning a firearm.

mcb66 said:

Hayes Carll "Drunken Poets Dream" and Guy Clarks "The Last Gunfighter"
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"The old gunfighter on the porch
Stared into the sun
And relived the days of living by the gun
When deadly games of pride were played
And living was mistakes not made"

The Bloody Ballad of Notorious Bad Man
Soapy Smith’s Wretched and Violent Demise
The lyrics

Alaska in the Gold Rush days, where life was cheap and thin,

Such desperate times were perfect times for brutal, desperate men.

In Skagway, Soapy’s grifter mob left many miners broke,

And if you weren’t a gambler, they’d just rob you of your poke.


(Refrain)

With a pistol in his pocket and a rifle in his hands,

Soapy went alone to fight the vigilante band.

To shoot a few and chase the rest into the icy bay,

They’d wish they’d never messed with Soapy Smith of old Skagway.


Where your life ain’t worth a sawbuck, and your end is just ahead,

And the only law comes from your guns in a lightning hail of lead,

Soapy was the boss man. He ran old Skagway’s crime,

’Til the outlaws got together and said Soapy’s out of time.


With bad men cheating bad men, they’re going to spill bad blood.

They’re outlaws taking trips to hell down through Alaska’s mud.

The Skagway vigilantes couldn’t make him run away,

Soapy came straight at them to chase them into the bay.


(Refrain)

With a pistol in his pocket and a rifle in his hands,

Soapy went alone to fight the vigilante band.

To shoot a few and chase the rest into the icy bay,

They’d wish they’d never messed with Soapy Smith of old Skagway.


The bullets started flying a’twixt Soapy Smith and Reid,

Until they both lay on the wharf, and there they both did bleed.

Then Jesse Murphy turned ol’ Soapy’s lever gun around,

And blew out Soapy’s heart as he lay helpless on the ground.


When the shooting stopped and cordite clouds thinned out enough to see,

Soapy went to boot hill, with the grifters’ guard, Frank Reid.

Nobody mourned old Soapy when they sent him off to hell.

Skagway wouldn’t miss him, not so’s anyone could tell.


(Final Refrain)

Bold as brass and full of fire, there in the midnight sun,

Soapy went straight at the mob, though he was only one.

He’s waiting in the pits of hell now with his guns in hand,

He’ll hunt them through eternity – that vigilante band.

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Found a Stomping Tom connors song.
Bibles and rifles.

Bring me my gun of itching desire,
give me my bullets and I will fire

Depeche mode - 'Told you so'

Don't Take Your Guns to Town
Johnny Cash
A young cowboy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm
A boy filled with wonderlust who really meant no harm
He changed his clothes and shined his boots
And combed his dark hair down
And his mother cried as he walked out
Don't take your guns to town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town
He laughed and kissed his mom
And said your Billy Joe's a man
I can shoot as quick and straight as anybody can
But I wouldn't shoot without a cause
I'd gun nobody down
But she cried again as he rode away
Don't take your guns to town son
Leave your guns at home Bill
Don't take your guns to town
He sang a song as on he rode
His guns hung at his hips
He rode into a cattle town
A smile upon his lips
He stopped and walked into a bar
And laid his money down
But…

Then there is Slim Dusty - an "artist" one of my Jackeroo relatives insisted I listen to...



Dad got me a shotgun when I was fourteen...

It's a rousing tale of no matter what a father does for his son it causes him grief. Dad was so lucky to only one boy and three girls.

but then you guys would probably appreciate "Big John" more...

I am a Warren Zevon fan so Roland The Headless Thompson Gunner, Jeannie Needs A Shooter, and Lawyers Guns and Money for sure.
Also, I'm Gonna Get Me A Gun by Cat Stevens
And The Ballad Of Davey Crockett
And Cocabana
I am glad I looked as there are some here new to me as well.

Officers'Wife said:

Then there is Slim Dusty - an "artist" one of my Jackeroo relatives insisted I listen to...



Dad got me a shotgun when I was fourteen...

It's a rousing tale of no matter what a father does for his son it causes him grief. Dad was so lucky to only one boy and three girls.

but then you guys would probably appreciate "Big John" more...

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Slim Dusty was pretty big at one time.
I think I heard more his Trucker Songs than anything.

I think Wolverton Mountain has been posted, yet now Im too lazy to spin on through all the post's to find it.

Wolverton Mountain
Song by Claude King

They say don't go on Wolverton Mountain
If you're looking for a wife
'Cause Clifton Clowers has a pretty young daughter
He's mighty handy with a gun and a knife.

And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda
Song by The Pogues


When I was a young man I carried my pack
And I lived the free life of a rover
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback

So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun

I Was Only 19
Song by Redgum

And there's me in me slouch hat with me SLR and greens
God help me
I was only nineteen


And night time's just a jungle dark and a barking M.16?


And Frankie kicked a mine the day that mankind kicked the moon

Well, maybe there's a god above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you

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Big Iron .... Marty Robbins..

Pale Rider
Song by The Heavy Horses

Ride to town, shoot em up and keep on going
Cause I got a job to do and I don't stop for no one
So get your gun, and kiss your wife, and lock up your daughter
Don't let her fall in love with the pale rider

Many men have quickly found I'm unforgiving
They say dying ain't no way to make a living
So get your gun and bet your life, if you're a gambler
You draw a dead man's hand against the pale rider

Finally read every post...how about The Clancy Brothers “Brennan on the Moor” “ said turn to me, turn to me, the minute that he spoke ...she handed him a blunderbus from underneath her cloak “

You had me at mention of Blunderbus.

Allen Damron: "Gringo Pistolero".

"Set your sights up to 800,
Hold a yard left for the wind,
There's one hawk-eyed aviso ,
Who will never flash again,
Weeping red tears from a third eye,
From a gift he cannot feel,
From the Springfield of the Gringo pistolero."

The police "Invisible Sun"

I don't want to spend the rest of my life
Looking at the barrel of an Armalite
Jonny Winters Leaving blues

I've got my 32-20
And my old .44
I got a shotgun on my shoulder,
And I'm bound to go

This song mentions a rack for your gun
The Ode to a snowmobile suit.

Big Bucks
'Pull up your gun'


Mallard
'We got our guns'
'I have a over under you, Ive got a semi-automatic'


Bust a Goose
'Sitting on a stump with my 10 gauge pump'
'I put my finger on the trigger, I just Bust a Goose'


It Takes Two (Barrels)


Baraboo Rap
'The gun and shells are in the truck'


Turkey killer
'I raised up my custom short barrled cannon'
https://youtu.be/8tUXt2O3Rn0

Down in the wildwood sitting on a log
Finger on the trigger and eye on the hog
Honey, let me be your Salty Dog

Pulled the trigger and the gun said go,
Shot fell over in Mexico,
Honey, let me be your Salty Dog

Big Iron (boomer edition)
Jack Willson version

This one's from the Troubles, sung by Wolfhound

And it's down along the Falls Road, that's where I long to be,
Lying in the dark with a Provo company
A comrade on my left and another on my right
And a clip of ammunition for my little Armalite.

Peacemaker
by The SteelDrivers


I'm a cool 3 lbs of cold blue steel
I shoot even deader than the way I feel
Made to fit right in your hand
Why I'll never understand
I coulda been a hammer or a railroad spike
I coulda been a train rollin' through the night
But they gave my voice such a terrible sound
That I wish they'd left me in the ground
I'm a peacemaker
Don't know how I got my name
I'm a peacemaker
If I don't deserve the credit
Why do I deserve the blame
When the lion lays down with the lamb
Then you won't find me in nobody's hand
Till that time I will remain
Till the sinners lay down with the saints
I'm a peacemaker
Don't know how I got my name…

Though Marty Robbins has been mentioned, I figure he sang more songs than anyone else with guns in them. But my favorite was always Bill Paxton.