What's your Favorite Handgun Song

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Happiness, is a warm gun
*bang bang shoot shoot*
Happinessss is a waaaarm gunnn...
*bang bang shooot shooooot*


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How about:
"Janie's Got A Gun" by Aerosmith
"Shotgun Blues" by Guns N Roses
"Knockin' on Heaven's Door"

stdlrf11
 
Easy:

John Cage's 4'33". They play it all day at the indoor range I go to. I'm best known for the Beretta 92 solo. Occasionally, I'll make it a duet with the 1911 next to me.
 
"Sopranos" theme song..

"Woke up this mornin'
got yourself a gun
got yourself a gun"

Another part has a line about
"...with a boom-boom in your hand..."

Theme from "Palladin"

"Have Gun, Will Travel
Reads the card of a Man.
A Knight without armor
In a Savage Land
 
"Blaze of Glory"-->John Bon Jovi
"Janie's Got A Gun"-->Aerosmith
"Shoot to Thrill"-->AC/DC (Yes it's metaphorical but I love It)

and a few country songs...
"Pistol Packin' Mama"-->Al Dexter
"Folsom Prison Blues"-->Johnny Cash
"Don't Take Your Guns to Town"-->Johnny Cash
 
+1 for ".45" by Shinedown. Whenever I get a call from Rockstar.esq, that is his ringtone on my phone, in fact.
 
Hank Williams Jr.

I used to have a friend in NY City
Never called me by my name, just 'hillbilly'
He used to send me pictures of the broadway lights
And I'd send him some home made wine.

But he was killed by a man with a switch blade knife
For 43 dollars my friend lost his life
I'd like to spit some beech-nut in that dudes eyes
And shoot him with my ol' .45

Cuz a country boy can survive ...
 
+1 on Big Iron, .45, Janie's Got A Gun, Gimme Back My Bullets and Folsom Prison Blues. And here's another great one...

Company, always on the run
Destiny, is the rising sun
I was born, six-gun in my hand
Behind a gun, I make my final stand
That's why they call me, Baaaad Company....

frayluis -- I haven't heard Marty Robbins' version of "Ballad of the Alamo," but Texas singer Brian Burns does a phenomenal cover of it on his cd The Eagle and the Snake: Songs of the Texians. More than worth checking out...
 
To The Pistolero

Jim Wilson, former sheriff of Crockett County, TX might be right up your alley music-wise...his debut CD won the Western Music Association's "Album of the Year" award for '02 or '03...check him out at www.sheriffjimwilson.com if you're not already familiar with him.

I didn't realize he was a singer until picking up a post about it out here a couple of years ago. You may know the name from the pages of "Handguns" magazine a few years back, more recently from "Shooting Times" magazine.
 
Ennio Morricone wrote the music to some nice songs from some of the old westerns. A Gringo Like Me, Ringo Rides Again, and Lonesome Billy.

"Lonesome Billy"
from the film Pistols don't Argue
music by Ennio Morricone
Sung by Peter Tevis.

Always lonely
Always looking
To get even with the men,
Who did him wrong.
That was Billy
Lonesome Billy
Who was quick to think
A gun could make him strong.
No one tougher or more daring.
Only he and his gun sharing
The great fight to live
And his great love to fight.
A rough man who played with danger,
To whom trouble was no stranger,
Until one day he lay dying.
He'd filled his date with destiny.
Never friendly
Never trusting
Always kept one ready hand near his gun.
That was Billy
Lonesome Billy
The rough man
Who would rather kill than run.
The rough man
Who would rather kill than run.
"A Gringo Like Me"
from the film Gunfight at Red Sands
music by Ennio Morricone
sung by Peter Tevis

Keep your hand on your gun
Don't you trust anyone
There's just one kind of man
That you can trust
That's a dead man...
Or a gringo like me.
Be the first one to fire
Every man is a liar
There's just one kind of man
Who tells the truth
That's a dead man...
Or a gringo like me.
Don't be a fool for a smile
Or a kiss
Or your a bullet might miss.
Keep your eye on your goal.
There's just one rule
That can save you your life,
It's a hand on your knife
And the Devil in your soul!
Keep your hand on your gun
Don't you trust anyone
There's just one kind of man
That you can trust
That's a dead man...
Or a gringo like me.
Keep your hand on your gun
Don't you trust anyone
There's just one kind of man
That you can trust
That's a dead man...
Or a gringo like me...
Or a gringo like me...
Or a gringo like me...
...like me...
"Return of Ringo"
from the film Return of Ringo
music by Ennio Morricone
sung by Maurizio Graf

I kiss at last the beloved ground of my land,
That I left one day with my hard heart full of pain.
I have looked in the faces of my old friends,
But nobody looked at me as my old friends.
And now what happens you must, you must tell me.
You must remember who I am.
If you see a man with downcast eys and ragged clothes,
Walking through your village, don't shun him but go beside.
I'm that man and now I beg you, help me, I need you.
I need you.
The liar who told my sweetheart that I was dead,
To take my place, he shall pay for this base lie.
Those who saw me as a rundown man,
Those who tried to destroy all our world,
Shall leave forever our beloved land,
Because we are fearless men.
Because we are fearless men.
Because we are fearless men.
The last one isn't precisely gun-related, but it's from a western, so I think it should count anyway, especially since it's such a beautiful piece of music. .45, Happiness is a Warm Gun, and Woke Up One Morning are also good songs.
 
"P89 that's what i handle by beef with. Put them hollowtips under your arm like speedstick"
-The Game and Lil Scrappy 'southside'
 
I like all the songs mentioned, but you white-breads (don't be upset, I'm one too) are leaving out some great blues songs, like Robert Johnson's .32-20 Blues.

Is Blues Bear still posting? He knew a bunch of these.
 
Cocaine Blues-sang by many, most notable John Cash & George Thorogood.

Early one morning while making my rounds
I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my baby down
I shot her down and then I went to bed
I stuck that lovin’ forty-four beneath my head

Late the next morning I grabbed my gun
I took a shot of cocaine and away I run
I made a good run, but I run too slow
They overtook me down in juarez, mexico

I was in the hot joint takin the pill
In walked the sheriff from jericho hill
He said willy lee, your name is not jack brown.
You’re the dirty hack that shot your woman down.

Yes, oh yes, my name is willy lee,
If you got a warrant you better read it to me
I shot her down cause she made me sore
I thought I was her daddy, but she had five more

When I was arrested I was dressed in black
They stuck me on a freight train and they hauled me back
I had no friend to throw my bail
So they stuck my dried up carcas in the county jail

The next morning bout half past nine
I saw a sheriff walking down the line
The sheriff laughed as he cleared his throat
Com'on you dirty hack into the district court.

The next morning my trial began
Where I was judged by twelve honest men
And as the jury started walking out
I saw that little judge commence to look about

In bout five minutes in walked a man
Holding the verdict in his right hand
The verdict said in the first degree
I cried, oh lord, please have mercy on me

The judge smiled as he picked up his pen
Ninety nine years in the san quentin penn!
Ninety nine years underneath that Crown,
I wont forget the day I shot that bad bitch down

Com'on you hop-heads listen up to me
Stay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be...
 
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