You Can’t Get a Man With a Gun Mary Martin

[ANNIE]
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
Oh 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 havе steak when the job was donе
But, if I shot the herder, they'd holler bloody murder
And you can't shoot a male in the tail like a quail
Oh you can't get a man with a gun

I'm cool, brave, and daring
To see a lion glaring
When I'm out with my Remington
But a look from a mister
Would raise a fever blister
Oh you can't get a man with a gun