"YOU CAN`T GET A MAN WITH A GUN" ("Annie Get Your Gun")
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Oh, my Mother was frightened By a shotgun, they say, That's why I'm such a wonderful shot. I'd be am out in the cactus And I practice all day, And now, tell me what have I got?
I'm quick on the trigger With targets not much bigger Than a pin-point, 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 shot the herder, They'd holler "bloody murder" And you can't shoot a male In the tail, like a quail Oh, you can't get a man with a gun.
If I shot a rabbit Some furrier would grab it For a coat that would warm someone. But you can`t shoot a lover And use him for a cover Oh, you can`t get a man with a gun.
The gals with umbrellas Are always out with fellers In the rain, or the blazing sun. But a man never trifles With gals who catty 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 by pajamas For pistol packin' Mamas, For a man may be hot But he`s not when he`s shot! Oh you can't get a man with a gun...!