The Devil's Right Hand

About the time, my daddy left to fight the big war

I saw my first pistol in the general store

The general store, when I was 13

Thought it was the finest thing I ever had seen

I asked if I could have one some day when I grew up

Mama dropped a dozen eggs, she really blew up

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

Shoots like lightnin' but it loads a mite slow

It loads a mite slow, and I soon found out

It can get you into trouble, but it can't get you out

So then I went and bought myself a Colt 45

Called a peacemaker, but I never knew why

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

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 Cumberland town

I caught a miner cheating, and I shot the dog down

I shot the dog down, I watched the man fall

He never touched his holster, never had a chance to draw

The trial was in the morning, and they dragged 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

The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand

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

Mama said, "The pistol is the devil's right hand"