What's your Favorite Handgun Song

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No Lightnin' Hopkins fans in the house?

Lightnin' Hopkins - Shotgun Blues

+1 on Bubba shot the Jukebox.

Johnny Cash is one of my all time favorites, so... 'nuff said.


Oh, and whoever it was who mentioned Cross Canadian Ragweed: ROCK ON! They are great live, too. I've been listening to the Garage album a lot lately (Lighthouse Keeper is an amazing song.)
 
My all time favorite:

"Time to Get a Gun" Fred Eaglesmith

My neighbours car got stole last night right out of his driveway
We heard the dogs a barking we never paid 'em any mind
Mary says she's gonna lock the door from now on when we go away
And I've been walkin' around this farm wondering if it's time...

Time to get a gun
that's what I've been thinking
I could afford one
if I did just a little less drinking
Time to put something between me & the sun
When the talking is over it's time to get a gun

Last week a government man was there
when I walked out of my back door
He said I'm sorry to bother ya son
But it don't matter anymore
Cause even while we're talking
right here where we stand
we're making plans for a 4-lane highway
and a big old overpass

Time to get a gun
that's what I've been thinking
I could afford one
if I did just a little less drinking
Time to put something between me & the sun
When the talking is over it's time to get a gun

Mary says she's worried about herself and kids
She's never known anybody had a gun
and her daddy never did
But I think it should be up to me
'Cause when it's all said and done
Somebody's gotta walk into the night
Well I'm gonna be that one...

Time to get a gun
that's what I've been thinking
I could afford one
if I did just a little less drinking
Time to put something between me & the sun
When the talking is over it's time to get a gun
 
A couple favs have already been mentioned so I'll go with

Willie Nelson

Red Headed Stranger

She followed him out as he saddled his stallion,
An' laughed as she grabbed at the bay.
He shot her so quick, they had no time to warn her,
She never heard anyone say:

chorus

The yellow-haired lady was buried at sunset;
The stranger went free, of course.
For you can't hang a man for killin' a woman,
Who's tryin' to steal your horse.


Blue Rock Montana
Well, he rode into Blue Rock, dusty an' tired,
An' got him a room for the night.
He lay there in silence with too much on his mind.
Still hopin' that he was not right.

But he found them that evenin' at a tavern in town,
In a quiet little out of the way place.
An' they smiled at each other when he walked through the door.
An' they died with their smiles on their faces.

They died with their smile on their face.


Highwayman
I was a highwayman. Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade
The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five
But I am still alive.
 
"Bad Company" by Bad Company

"Rebel souls, deserters we are called,
chose a gun and threw away the sword.
Now these towns, they all know our name,
six-gun sound is our claim to fame.
That's why they call us bad company,
that I can't deny.
Bad company 'til the day I die."

"Little Sadie" by Bob Dylan

"I rode her home and I went to bed,
.44 smokeless under my head.
 
Forty-one Thunderer

Dave Carter and Tracy Grammer
On Drum Hat Buddha

In fair silver city on the blind side of fate
I grew up to manhood on the narrow and straight
But prideful i stumbeled, and foolish i fell
In the silken fine trammels of a cruel yankee belle

Slender and wicked, flame in her eyes
Pearl white and nickel 'round the curve of her thighs
Smooth as dry whiskey, but cold to caress
She slid like a viper from her tooled leather dress

Forty-one thunderer, colt repeater
She's a silver-tongued wonder and a mean mistreater
Six-eyed delilah, brazen and bold
Now it's stand and deliver, and fire in the hole
Forty-one thunderer turn loose o' my soul

I feared not the lawman nor the thief in the night
Nor angel nor devil when she went by my side
And her hunger burned blazes till it felt like my own
Her wanderin' heart drove me wild and alone

Forty-one thunderer...

We rode out from canaan in search of our fortune
Or something' worth dyin' for, beauty or evermore
Over the blackwater flats with her jackrabbits running
Under a sky burnin' brimstone and reckoning
Sweet for the hope of rain
And the sand in your teeth grindin' tiny white diamonds
To moments of loss that you cannot explain

So come demon lover when the long night is through
And sing me your lullaby, simple and true
For legends will tarnish and trigger will rust
And the road over glory come to ashes and dust

Forty-one thunderer...
 
The same song I was listening to when I went back to a free state (Nevada) and bought a new rifle....Xm15-e2s


Three 6 Mafia - Knock tha Black off Yo A--

I think they better call Bush 'cause it's a national disaster
When I unleash my pistol grip Bushmaster
Ring the alarm I got double drums
100 round spinnin' you can't hide you can't run
I'm a sniper ridin' in a blue Chevy
A trunk full of guns man you hoes ain't ready
Kill a b---- like Freddy in the beddy in pajamas
In the middle of the night wake him with red sights


Or

Three 6 Mafia - Roll Wit It
We got them tones in the club and them bulletproof vests
Them three fifty seven titanium Smith-N-Wess
And plus we deep as hell and prepared to bust
You gonna have hell if you f--- wit us and thats whats up
The whole club we maintain
These hydrashock bullets mushroom in ya brain


Sorry just had to add something different.
 
A lot of Good One's Here

How about "Should Have Been a Cowboy" -Toby Keith ?

"Wearing my six-shooter, riding my pony on a cattle drive "
 
"Took my family away from my Carolina home
Had dreams about the west and started to roam.
Six long months on a dust covered trail
They say heaven's at the end but so far it's been hell.
And there's fire on the mountain, lightning in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waiting for me there.

We were diggin' and siftin' from five to five
Selling everything we found just to stay alive.
Gold flowed free like the whiskey in the bars
Sinnin' was the big thing, Lord, and Satan was his star.
And there's fire on the mountain, lightning in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waiting for me there.

Dance hall girls were the evenin' treat
Empty cartridges and blood lined the gutters of the street.
Men were shot down for the sake of fun
Or just to hear the noise of their .44 guns.
And there's fire on the mountain, lightning in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waitin' for me there.

Now my widow she weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save.
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless and no good worthless claim.

And there's fire on the mountain, lightning in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waitin' for me there.
Fire on the mountain, lightning in the air
Gold in them hills and it's waiting for me there.

Waitin' for me there."
 
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Dang, this is a fun forum...
Songs with references to guns, hmmm...
"All of the DJ's surely taken a lesson, start talkin trash & I'' come with my Smith & Wesson" (Sublime)
" Today I didn't even have to use my AK, I gotta say it was a good day" (NWA, Ice Cube) Back in the day gangsta rap
Johny Cash songs Folsum Prison blues, & Kate, You put me here.
 
This isn't a handgun song, but its my favorite song that makes references to guns, and to what in my opinion their greatest purpose is. Its "Guns Of Brixton" by The Clash. Which includes such gems as
"When the law break in, how you gonna come, with your hands on your head or on the trigger of your gun"
 
"You better grab your Glock when you see Tupac,
You better call the cops when you see Tupac"

The best one is by Lyle Lovett, though:


L.A. County

She left Dallas for California
With an old friend by her side
Well he did not say much
But one year later
He'd ask her to be his wife

And the lights of L.A. County
Look like diamonds in the sky
When you're driving through the hours
With an old friend at your side

One year later I left Houston
With an old friend by my side
Well it did not say much
But it was a beauty
Of a coal black .45

And the lights of L.A. County
Look like diamonds in the sky
When you're driving through the hours
With an old friend at your side

So I drove on all the day long
And I drove on through the night
And I thought of her a'waiting
For to be his blushing bride

And the lights of L.A. County
They looked like diamonds in the sky
As I drove into the valley
With my old friend at my side

And as she stood there at the altar
All dressed in her gown of white
Her face was bright as stars a'shining
Like I'd dreamed of all my life

And they kissed each other
And they turned around
And they saw me standing in the aisle
Well I did not say much
I just stood there watching
As that .45 told them goodbye

And the lights of L.A. County
Look like diamonds in the sky
When you're kneeling at the altar
With an old friend at your side

And the lights of L.A. County
Are a mighty pretty sight
When you're kneeling at the altar
With an old friend at your side
 
Geronimo45 The Ballad of Irving is a stupid anti-semetic song and has not place on THR as far as I'm concerned.
 
Frankie and Johnnie

has a cameo appearance of a pistol.
On East West, Butterfield Blues Band has a line
"I was born in Chicago, nineteen and forty one
First thing my father told me, son you had better get a gun."
 
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