Man of Reason - Pistol Maker (Nickel Plated)

Hey mister pistol maker I know
Make me a shooter long black and cold
Well it must aim straight and true
Cause my targets a heart that was cruel to this fool
I can wait all winter long
A pawn shop special won't do
Hey mister pistol maker I know
Your forge is warm in the falling hammers snow
Well I can't lose my nerve my grip and slip
I wanna see the final breath of death
The spring will come and then my gun will be done
Yeah I'll come by and pick up my gun
And I'll come by to pick up my gun
Well I'll be right there to pick up my gun
Close your eyes
Lie down
Close your eyes
Lie down
If you want some more
Then we got some more
If you want some more
There is plenty more
There's plenty more
There's plenty more
There's plenty more
Hey mister pistol maker I know
The forge is cold and my gun is ready to load
Well there's a track by the shack and in the back
She closed the door
And said you won't hurt no more
No revenge in the end
I don't wanna hurt no one
I won't be there to pick up my gun
No I won't be there to pick up my gun
No I won't be there to pick up my gun
No I won't be there to pick up my gun

Written by:
Edward Januska

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