I don't like the way you touch my baby
If you're smart you'll turn him loose
Cause this gun don't care who it shoots
Eat what I say, cause I ain't fooling,
This old gun of mine has no
has never called a truce.
So it's all up to you now,
Cause this town don't care who it shoots
Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
I'm glad to see you've made
you'd better pull up roots.
Let's hope that you never
Cause this gun don't care who it shoots
So it's all up to you now
Cause this gun don't care
No, this gun don't care who it shoots