Jonnie

Hey Jonnie...Put that gun downYou see we're not aloneYou look so squareStanding there, with your greasyGrey long hair.I remember growing up togetherSharing all kinds of weatherWe were to small kidsIn a dusty town...Your trail was trouble, mine washomebound:That's when you reach forYour revolver...That's when you reach forYour gun...Well, we heard the storiesOn the wireDeath was your only desireStayin' away made you hard toBlame..But killing my love made meStop your game:That's when I reach forMy revolver...That's when I reach forMy gun...