John The Gun

my shadow follows me

Wherever I should chance to go

John the gun did say

if you should chance to meet me

As I wander to and fro

Sad would be your day

My life is mine and the light did shine

Till the guns they did go through me

So now I shall never fall

Ideals of peace are gold which fools have found

Upon the plains of war

I shall destroy them all

Put away your guns of steel

Death comes too soon for all

Your master he may need you soon

And you must heed his call

i am the master of the games

That you will hardly ever play

So I will teach your sons

And if they should die

Before the evening of their span of days

Why then they will die young

condemn me not

For always will I play the game of war

In moonshine or in sun

And if any cross the path I choose to tread

Their chances they are poor

My name is john the gun