Baby, Pick Up Your Gun

Someone shot you down
 And you can feel the darkness closin' in
 Your dreams fading
 Your loved ones' faces, turning dim
 Then, like a buckshot through a window
 You can hear a voice break on through the hum
 As your enemy lifts his weapon
 You hear, "baby, pick up your gun"
 Oh, baby, pick up your gun
 I ain't fall for no punk
 Oh, baby, pick up your gun
 You pick yourself back up, it's -
 It's time to roll on
 It's time to stand up
 It's time to get going
 It's time to wake up
 It's time to get going
 It's time to get going
 Don't let go
 The lord don't give back no souls
 Ah, the lord don't give back no souls
 Ah, the lord don't give back no souls
 Ah, the lord don't give back no souls
 Ah, the lord don't give back no souls
 Ay, you plant your hand in the sand
 Your knees shake, and you try to stand
 And when you reach for that Smith & Wesson
 You can't seem to grip the weapon
 And you're holding your wounded gut
 You hear, "baby, pick up your gun"
 You hear, "I ain't fall for no punk"
 You pick yourself back up, it's
 It's time to roll on
 It's time to stand up
 It's time to get going
 It's time to wake up
 It's time to get going
 It's time to get going
 Don't let go
 The lord don't give back no souls
 Ah, the lord don't give back no souls
 Ah, the lord don't give back no souls
 Ah, the lord don't give back no souls
 Ah, the lord don't give back no souls
 So keep your heart
 When getting's hard
 And hope is far away
 And keep 'em close
 Whoever holds you on them harder days
 And when the cold's coming
 And the light you thought would glow
 You find it doesn't
 You say I ain't ready to die, nah
 So go ahead come get it
 There's something coursing in my spirit for ya
 It's time to roll on
 It's time to stand up
 It's time to get going
 It's time to wake up
 It's time to get going
 It's time to get going
 Don't let go
 The lord don't give back no souls