Granddaddy's Gun

It sits above the mantle on a couple rusty nails

And it's worth a bunch of money but it damn sure ain't for sale

The good Lord only knows all the stories it could tell

Granddaddy's gun

He bought it new out of a Sears & Roebuck catalogue

And it shot a many shell over the top of an old bird dog

And it backed a burglar down when grandma took the safety off

Granddaddy's gun

It's just a double barrel twelve

The stock is cracked and it kicks like hell

It wouldn't mean what it means to me to no one

I can hear his voice when I put it to my shoulder

A gun's like a woman, son it's all how you hold her

He taught me a whole lot more than how to hunt

And one of these days I'll pass it on to my son

Granddaddy's gun

He handed it to me on the day I turned thirteen

With a half-shot box of shells and a kit to keep it clean

I keep a picture in the case of that sweet old man and me

With granddaddy's gun

It's just a double barrel twelve

The stock is cracked and it kicks like hell

It wouldn't mean what it means to me to no one

I can hear his voice when I put it to my shoulder

A gun's like a woman, son it's all how you hold her

He taught me a whole lot more than how to hunt

And one of these days I'll pass it on to my son

Granddaddy's gun

There's a long beard living on the living room wall

That I got with a box call

And granddaddy's gun

There's a shot up stop sign on forty-nine

That me and Billy Joe took out one night

With granddaddy's gun

Granddaddy's gun

It sits above the mantle on a couple rusty nails

And it's worth a bunch of money but it damn sure ain't for sale