Loaded Gun

My right hand holds a cold corona bottle My left hand holds a half a fifth of Gin My right arm reaches out for her love only But my left still embraces a life of sin We had ourselves the sweetest little family We laughed and sang and had a lot of fun But I drowned it in a sea of stinkin' whiskey And now the only little love that's left is a loaded gun My right hand holds a vile of trainqualizers My left hand holds a loaded .38 I've got a young girl who's anticipating romance But it's looking like she will have to wait We had ourselves the sweetest little family We laughed and sang and had a lot of fun But I drowned it in a sea of stinkin' whiskey And now the only little love that's left is a loaded gun And now the only little love that's left is a loaded gun