Daddy's Got a Gun

Oh, people say I'm mixed up 'cause I won't toe the line
They say I'll go to jail and I'll end up doin' time
Them preachers ain't aware of my family life
The movin' and the shakin' and the trouble and the strife

Well, my daddy's got a gun and my mama's on the run
It ain't no wonder I'm mixed up

Well, my daddy's got a gun so he could rob a bank
Oh, we were cold and hungry and we had no one to thank
He kicked down that door and he shot that place down
And now he's got his face, well, all over town

I'm misunderstood but I know my wrong from right
The folks keep pickin' on me and try to start a fight
I just can't turn my back and let them things pass me by
I gotta stand my ground and I'll spit right in their eye

Well, my daddy's got a gun and my mama's on the run
It ain't no wonder I'm mixed up, yeah

Oh, I said my mama's on the run 'cause she took a man's life
He tried to take advantage of another man's wife
She pulled him up close, in his face she hissed
"You're a dirty old man," then she beat him with her fist

Well, things are gonna change for me someday
I'll never spend my life always runnin' away
I'll walk right through the town with my head held high
If folks don't really like it they can lay down and die

Well, my daddy's got a gun and my mama's on the run
And it ain't no wonder I'm mixed up

Well, my daddy's got a gun and my mama's on the run
And it ain't no wonder I'm mixed up
Well, my daddy's got a gun and my mama's on the run
And it ain't no wonder I'm mixed up