Songtext von Son Of a Gun

It hurts to be told when you're not very old That you're an outlaw's son And the older you get they won't let you forget That you're the son of a gun, a bad bad gun, you son of a gun And then you'll meet someone so sweet and she says her heart you've won But her old dad get's awfuly mad She'll marry no son of a gun a bad, bad gun, the son of a gun One day her dad must face a bad a bad outlaw with a gun You're quick on the draw and you saved her pa You no good, son of a gun a bad, bad, gun, you son of a gun Now everyone who is someone smiles at the outlaw's son You're one of the crowd her dad's so proud She'll marry the son of a gun a bad bad gun the son of a gun