John Hiatt - I Got a Gun

She took some blood and tears
From an old fruit jar
She rubbed it on her belly
Where he left his scars
She's such a fragile thing
Like pigeon bones
He couldn't whip my little brother
He wouldn't leave her alone

[Chorus:]
So if you see that man
Done these things to her
Tell him, he'd better run
I got a gun
I got a gun why all
Justice will be done
I got a gun, got a gun

They say a man with a weapon
He gets 99 years
But I would give my life
To wash away her tears

[Chorus]

Now I never looked at a pistol
But now I lost my grip
The judge would only give him a slap on the wrist
I ain't had it very long
But now it's in my hand
She took her very last whippin' from that spineless man
I got a gun
I got a gun why all
Justice will be done
I got a gun, got a gun