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Gun
it's raining pouring
and you didn't a sweater
will never let you come back home
and on and wine
by the mart sign
any i'll be willin to bet
there's a young
with sweet little
and blue dreams
there and gettin all wet

now there's a off the drag
called the gilbert
there's a couple letters burned out in the
and it's better a bus stop
and do good buisness
every time it
for sweet little
with nothing in their
but sweet little
and pretty jeans

now it's raining it's
the old mam is
now i lay me down to
i the sirens in the street
all the dreams are made of
i have no way to get back
i'd rather die i wake
like monroe
and throw my out in
the street and the rain will make 'em

now the night he got a club foot
and he's every hard luck story
at least a hundred times or
he says out time is 10 am
and just what he means
and you go up the
with little wishes
and pretty blue

now it's it's pouring
and just fine
swindle a out of her dreams
put a in the sign
trust a scarecrow
wearin' after dark
be of that old bow tie he wears
it a sweet little bullet
a pretty blu gun
to put those scarlet ribbons in hair
no ain't no cherry bomb
4th of all done
just some playin' that second line
the barrel of a pretty blue gun

no ain't no cherry bomb
4th of july's all
just some playin' that second line
from the of a pretty blue gun