My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
You better run.
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
Ga - ga - ga - ga - ga
It started with the hayloft a-creakin',
Well it just started in the hay - LOFT
With his longjohns on, Pop went a-creeping,
Out to the barn, up to the hay.
Young lovers and they are not sleeping,
Young lovers in the hay - LOFT.
With his gun turned on, Pop went a-creeping,
Out to the barn, up to the hay - LOFT.
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
You better run.
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
Ga - ga - ga - ga - ga
Ahh. yaa. yaa. ya.
Ga - ga - ga - ga - ga - ga
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
You better run.
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
Ga - ga - ga - ga - ga
It started with the hayloft a-creakin',
Well it just started in the hay.
With his longjohns on, Pop went a-creeping,
Out to the barn, up to the hay - LOFT.
Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots,
Young lovers with their legs tied up in knots,
With his long, tall gun, Pop went a-creeping,
To blow their hay-loft dead heads straight off.
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
You better run.
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
You better run.
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
You better run.
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
My daddy's got a gun,
Ga - ga - ga - ga - ga - ga
Haa yaa yaa ya.
Ga - ga - ga - ga - ga - ga
Ga - ga - ga - ga
Writer(s): Ryan Guldemond
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