My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
You better run
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga
It started with the hayloft a-creaking
Well, it just started in the hay (loft)
With his long-john's on, Pop went a-creeping
Out to the barn, up to the hay
Young lovers and they are not sleeping
Young lovers in the hay (loft)
With his gun turned on, Pop went a-creeping
Out to the barn, up to the hay (loft)
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
You better run
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
You better run
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga
It started with the hayloft a-creaking
Well, it just started in the hay
With his long-john's on, Pop went a-creeping
Out to the barn, up to the hay (loft)
Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots
Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots
With his long, tall gun, Pop went a-creeping
To blow their hayloft bedheads straight off
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
You better run
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
You better run
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
You better run
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
My daddy's got a gun
Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga
Ga-ga-ga-ga
