Son of a Gun

It hurts to be told when you're not very old
 That you're an outlaw's son
 And the older you get they won't let you forget
 That you're the son of a gun a bad bad gun you son of a gun
 And then you'll meet someone so sweet and she says her heart you've won
 But her old dad get's awfuly mad
 She'll marry no son of a gun a bad bad gun the son of a gun
 One day her dad must face a bad a bad outlaw with a gun
 You're quick on the draw and you saved her pa
 You no good son of a gun a bad bad gun you son of a gun
 Now everyone who is someone smiles at the outlaw's son
 You're one of the crowd her dad's so proud
 She'll marry the son of a gun a bad bad gun the son of a gun
 She'll marry the son of a gun
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 (Sleepy Gilloreeth is prob'ly the best dressed man in Trouble
 In fact there ain't no probably's he is
 Sleepy's our undertaker he's a quite little man he don't bother any of us
 Every day at twelve noon you can set your watch by it that's if you got one
 Sleepy takes a walk down the main street of Trouble
 He says howdy and never smiles
 That is unless he sees one of the old folks lookin' kinda pale
 Now every day when Sleepy takes his walk
 He'll take a few steps and turn and look over his right shoulder
 Now he does this so he can keep an eye on his assistant
 A full blooded Indian name of Charlie Flood
 And Sleepy makes Charlie take a walk with him every day
 Cause if he didn't Charlie'd sneak back and drink up all the embalmin' fluid
 And Charlie Flood's drinkin' is bout the only worry that Sleepy Gilloreeth has
 Cause he knows we'll all be giving him a little business sooner or later)