You Can’t Get a Man with a Gun Songtext
von Doris Day

Oh, my mother was frightened by a shotgun, they say
That′s why I'm such a wonderful shot
I′d be out in the cactus and I'd practice all day
And now, tell me what have I got?

I'm quick on the trigger, with targets not much bigger
Than a pinpoint, I′m number one
But my score with a feller, Is lower than a cellar
Oh, you can′t get a man with a gun

When I'm with a pistol, I sparkle like a crystal
Yes, I shine like the morning sun
But I lose all my luster, when with a bronco buster
Oh, you can′t get a man with a gun

With a gun, with a gun
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun


If I went to battle with someone′s herd of cattle
You'd have steak when the job was done
But, if I shot the herder, they′d holler bloody murder
And you can't shoot a male in the tail like a quail
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun

I′m cool, brave, and daring to see a lion glaring
When I′m out with my Remington
But a look from a mister will raise a fever blister
Oh you can't get a man with a gun

The gals with umbrellas are always out with fellers
In the rain or the blazin′ sun
But a man never trifles with gals who carry rifles
Oh, you can't get a man with a gun

With a gun, with a gun
Oh, you can′t get a man with a gun

A man's love is mighty, he′ll even buy a nightie
For a gal who he thinks is fun
But they don't buy pajamas for pistol-packin' mamas
And you can′t get a hug from a mug, with a slug
Oh, you can′t get a man with a gun