I lay my head by my pistol
And close my eyes and pray
These memories, they haunt me, baby
But the rot-gut whiskey
Make the pain go 'way, yeah
Many miles on these old roads
Many miles ahead
I been runnin' for so long, mama
If I slow down
I might wind up dead
You can knock me down
And drag me through the mud
You can break my bones and
Spill all my blood
You can light me up on fire
Spit venom in my eye
But you better run
Let me tell you son
I'm a loaded gun
Many scars on this bad man
Not a tear in sight
These callused hands, boy
They quick like lightning
And these blood shot eyes
Still sharp at night
Some days I hear them angels
Try to steer me right
Other times, Lord, I just can't hear 'em
So I grab that wind and I hold on tight
(Oh yeah)
You can knock me down
And drag me through the mud
You can break my bones and
Spill all my blood
You can light me up on fire
Spit venom in my eye
But you better run
Let me tell you son
I'm a loaded gun
You can knock me down
And drag me through the mud
You can break my bones and
Spill all my blood
You can light me up on fire
Spit venom in my eye
But you better run
Let me tell you son
You can try to hold me down
But I'ma keep on risin' up
Better say a prayer
'Cause I'ma send you to the Lord above
You can light me up on fire
Spit venom in my eye
But you better run
Let me tell you son
'Til that reaper come
I'm a loaded gun
Yeah, I'm a loaded gun