Black Gun - Michael Oosten
Written by：Bobby Cannon
Certain shock came to me today
Spinning me on my way
Dancing around the old tin drum
Putting a fire were away
Who's that background
It's the black gun again
And then I wake in the new day
Standing there all burnt
Reaching for my butter lot cutlet
Taking back the ordeals
Who's that background
It's the black gun again
Decide a better must be a way
To do things better without dear
Can you hear just what I say
It won't badly burn your breath away
Who's that background
It's the black gun again
I've been trying to do things right
The bad last upon it
But the pain is still there around
My blood feel dry with on hands
Who am I fighting once again
It's this black gun oh no
