Carson Robison - Get Your Gun And Come Along lyrics

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<b>Get Your Gun And Come Along</b> by <i>Carson Robison</i><br />

Get Your Gun and Come Along

Carson Robinson

Old Uncle Sam come down the road, tall and straight and slim

He had a shotgun in his hand and his face was hard and grim

His heels was kickin up the dust with every step he took

And when I asked him what was wrong his whiskers fairly shook

I ain’t got time to talk says he, I’m in a powerful stew

So get your gun and come along, we’ve got a job to do

A varmint’s hangin ‘round my house, sneaky dirty feller,

And the stripes that’s runnin’ down his back ain’t white in fact they’s yeller

So get your gun and come along we’re fixin to kill a skunk

We’ve done it before and we’ll do it again and neighbor that’s no bunk

Every – one in the USA is sick of the little punk

So get your gun and come along we’re fixin to kill a skunk

This varmint’s had his way too long spreadin his aweful smell

And messin up a lotta homes where decent people dwell

But now he’s gone a little too far, struttin and prancin about

‘Cause when he gets in my neighborhood brother he better look out

I like my home the way it is and I like it more every day

And as long as I’m able to pack this gun, I’m goinna keep it that way

But I know how to deal with him, I’ve handled his kind before

It won’t be fun, but the job’ll be done and I’ll nail his hide to the door

So get your gun and come along we’ve got a skunk to kill

We’ll poke him outta the woodpile and chase him over the hill

When we get done with the son-of-a-gun he’ll know he bit off a hunk

So get your gun and come along we’re fixin to kill a skunk

I recollect one other time 20 some years ago

Another skunk come prowlin’ around and at first I just let him go

I tried my best to leave him alone but he wore my patience thin

So I had to get my shotgun out and you know what happened to him

Well after that I kinda relaxed and laid my gun away

But now that smell has started again and it’s gettin’ worse every day

So here I am on the varmint’s train and neighbor I’m tellin’ you

That skunk had better hunt a hole for him and all of his crew

So get your gun and come along we’ve got a skunk to skin

We’ll grab his tail and give it a yank and pull it off over his chin

We’ll chase him back to his dirty den and make it a pile of junk

So get your gun and come along we’re fixin to kill a skunk