Devil's Right Hand

Well, about the time my daddy left to fight the big war I saw my first pistol in the general store In the general store, when I was thirteen Thought it was the finest thing I ever had seen l asked, if I could have one when I grew up Mama dropped a dozen eggs and she really blew up She really blew up and I didn't understand Mama said, the pistol is the devil's right hand She really blew up and I didn't understand Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand The Devil's right hand, the devil's right hand Mama said, the pistol is the devil's right hand My very first pistol was a cap and ball Colt Shoot as fast as lightnin' but it loads a might slow It loads a mite slow and I soon found out It can get you into trouble but it can't get you out Then I went and bought myself a Colt 45 Called a peacemaker but I didn't know why I never knew why and I didn't understand 'Cause Mama said, the pistol is the devil's right hand I never knew why, I didn't understand Mama said, the pistol is the devil's right hand The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand Mama said, the pistol is the devil's right hand I got into a card game in a company town Caught a miner cheating and I shot the dog down Shot the dog down, watched the dog fall Never touched his holster, never had a chance to draw The trial was in the mornin' and they drug me out of bed Asked me how I pleaded, not guilty I said Not guilty I said, you've got the wrong man Nothing touched the trigger but the devil's right hand Not guilty I said, you've got the wrong man Nothing touched the trigger but the devil's right hand The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand Nothing touched the trigger but the devil's right hand