John The Gun Richard Thompson

My shadow follows me
Wherever I should chance to go
John The Gun did say
If you should chance to meet me
As I wander to and fro
Sad would be your day

My life is mine and the light did shine
Till the guns they did go through me
So now I shall never fall
Ideals of peace are gold which fools have found
Upon the plains of war
I shall destroy them all

Chorus
Put away your guns of steel
Death comes too soon for all
Your Master He may need you soon
And you must heed His call
I am the master of the games
That you will hardly ever play
So I will teach your sons
And if they should die
Before the evening of their span of days
Why, then they will die young