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