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