Oh my mother was frightened by a shotgun, they say
That's why I'm such a wonderful shot
I'd be out in the cactus and I'd practice all day
And now tell me what have I got?
I'm quick on the trigger with targets not much bigger
Than a pinpoint, 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 get a hug
From a mug with a slug
Oh you can't get a man with a gun
I'm cool, brave and daring
To see a lion glaring
When I'm out with my Remington
But a look from a mister
Will raise a fever blister
Oh you can't get a man with a gun
The gals with "umbrellars"
Are always out with fellers
In the rain or the blazing sun
But a man never trifles
With gals who carry 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 Tom, Dick, or Harry
Will build a house for Carrie
When the preacher has made them one
But he can't build you houses
With buckshot in his trousers
Cause a man may be hot
But he's not
When he's shot
Oh, 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 buy pajamas
For Pistol packin' mamas
And you can't shoot a male
In the tail like a quail
Oh you can't get a man with a gun