Lyrics Gun - Betty Steeles

What if you sleep with a gun beside your bed?
How's it gonna turn around to shoot you instead?
If you sleep so deeply anyway
They're just gonna get you the same
So you sleep with a trigger joined to your finger
If there's a tiny creak, you're ready for intruders
They can't get me, I'm armed

You're gonna go, go down someday
You're going down, going down someday
You're gonna go, go down someday
You're going down, going down someday

If you're gonna sleep with a gun beside your bed
If you're gonna sleep with a gun beside your bed
If you're gonna sleep with a gun beside your bed
You're dead, you're dead

So now they got you up and you could be going down
We're taken care of, boy, you're home safe and sound
Well, if they didn't come and thief my belongings
I wouldn't even have no runnings
And they came to frighten me, those little rascals
I had to turn 'em out with my big gun
They can't get me, I run

You're gonna go, go down someday
You're going down, going down someday
You're gonna go, go down someday
You're going down, going down someday

If you're gonna sleep with a gun beside your bed
If you're gonna sleep with a gun beside your bed
If you're gonna sleep with a gun beside your bed
You're dead, you're dead
You're dead