You Can't Get A Man With A Gun

You Can't Get a Man with a Gun - Dorothy Shay

Oh my mother was frightened

By a shotgun they say

That's why I'm such a wonderful shot

I'd be out in the cactus

And I'd practice all day

And now tell me what have I got

I'm quick on the trigger

With targets not much bigger

Than a pinpoint I'm number one

But my score with a feller

Is lower than a cellar

Oh you can't get a man with a gun

When I'm with a pistol

I sparkle like a crystal

Yes I shine like the morning sun

But I lose all my luster

When with a bronco buster

Oh you can't get a man with a gun

With a gun

With a gun

No you can't get a man with a gun

If I went to battle

With someone's herd of cattle

You'd have steak when the job was done

But if I shot the herder

They'd holler bloody murder

Oh you can't get a man with a gun

The gals with umbrellers

Are always out with fellers

In the rain or the blazing sun

But a man never trifles

With gals who carry rifles

Oh you can't get a man with a gun

With a gun

With a gun

No you can't get a man with a gun

A man's love is mighty

He'll even buy a nightie

For a gal who he thinks is fun

But they don't buy pajamas

For pistol packin' mamas

And you can't shoot a male

In the tail like a quail

Oh you can't get a man with a gun