Gun-shy
Lead the way she says as you open the door
Show me how she says as her boots hit the floor
As you lead her away and she takes it all in
You look in her eyes and she looks end to end
Her arm stiffens tight, but her fingers will pry
She can’t pull the trigger, or make bullets fly
You try to show her, a dozen or so times
But you can’t explain it, fear in your own eyes
How sweet it is
To hold her hand tight as she clutches yours
You watch her spin, spin through the world
And just when she tells you she can’t do no more
You watch her wonder, your little gun-shy girl
She hold the parts, you point out the pieces
It’s pretty rough, she thinks you make it look easy
What she doesn’t know is your putting up a fight
She takes a fancy, and holds the barrel tight
How sweet it is
To hold her hand tight as she clutches yours
You watch her spin, spin through the world
And just when she tells you she can’t do no more
You watch her wonder, your little gun-shy girl
As she lets it go, pushed back into you,
We hang on tight, as we start something new
- You watch her wonder, your little gun-shy girl.
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