Weight of the Gun Songtext

von Corb Lund

Sometimes momma, it can feel real heavy when I think of the wrong I have done.

I don't how I can carry this burden, all I feel is the weight of the gun.

The weight of the gun.
And the wrong I have done.

I know this wasn't what you planned for me. Mothers have hopes for their sons.

Along with the shame I have brought to the family, all I feel is the weight of the gun.

The weight of the gun.
And the wrong I have done.

My hands are empty, but my mind is filled with things that cannot be undone.

How many years since I've lifted a pistol, but I still feel the wieght of the gun.

The weight of the gun.
Things that can't be undone.
The weight of the gun.
And the wrong I have done.

Well brass is heavy, and steel is heavy, lead even heavier still.

Heaviest of all is the weight on your soul from the blood of the man you killed.

A concrete cell is especially tough on a boy used to Montana sun.

And the news that you're gone that the warden delivered, makes me long for the weight of the gun.

The weight of the gun.
The Montana sun.
The weight of the gun.
And the wrong I have done.

Well brass is heavy, and steel is heavy, lead even heavier still.

Heaviest of all is the wieght on your soul from the blood of the man you killed.