Gerry Cinnamon – Six String Gun

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Well I try to be an honest man
I do my bit when I can
I might fall but I have my fun
Sometimes I feel I’m the only one

With a six string gun

The world’s on fire and the Gods know it
So we don’t pray anymore
Our eyes burn in a red hot sun
Sometimes I feel I’m the only one

With a six string gun