From a Photograph Songtext
von Chris Whitley

Baby got a gun, how′s she to know?
I already see the ghosts
Everywhere I go
She don't know that
I don′t mind
If angry she'll be fine
But if she cry, please don't let me know


Well I seen her with her piece today
Never missed you more
Seeing you that way
The phantom around my bed
Now I′m sleeping with the dead
Baby′s got a gun, I'm bound to go

Gods above and underground
While the ghosts go back and forth
Through town
They wander around outside
They don′t know there's nowhere to hide
Baby got a gun, I′m bound the go
Gone, gone, gone