Handguns - Greensky Bluegrass

Shoulda been a farmer

And blamed it on the weather

With a tired back and soiled hands to show for my efforts

Burned and dry

All of these questions

What’s it worth?

Does it last?

Is this wrong?

Handguns make less mistakes

Without love to feel anything

Handguns we borrowed in case

This works and we can’t pay for it

I’ve been foolish

All the way running

With a broken glass that can’t hold

What I’ve come for

I don’t recall

Why I didn’t question

What we had when I left

Was I wrong?

Handguns make less mistakes

Without love to feel anything

Handguns we borrowed in case

This works and we can’t pay for it

Coulda been better

Without any reason

With less words to misuse

More time to finish

There’s no mistaking

There isn’t any question

How could I?

And why?

Has this become wrong?

Handguns make less mistakes

Without love to feel anything

Handguns we borrowed in case

This works and we can’t pay for it

Handguns

Without love

We borrowed in case

We can’t pay for this

Handguns make less mistakes

Without love to feel anything

Handguns we borrowed in case

This works and we can’t pay for it