You Can’t Get A Man With A Gun Reba McEntire

Oh my mother was frightened by a shotgun they say
That's why I'm such a wonderful shot
I'd be out in the cactus and I'd practice all day
And now tell me, what have I got

I'm quick on the trigger
With targets not much bigger than a pinpoint
I'm number one
But my score with a feller
Is lower than a cellar
No you can't get a man with a gun

When I'm with a pistol
I sparkle like a crystal
Yes I shine like the morning sun
But I lose all my luster when with a bronco buster
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun

With a gun! With a gun!
No you can't get a man with a gun
If I went to battle with someone's herd of cattle
You'd have steak when the job was done
But if I shot the herder
They'd holler bloody murder!
And you can't get a hug from a mug with a slug
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun