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It hurts to be told when you're not very old 
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That you're an outlaw's son 
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And the older you get they won't let you forget 
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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 




by: José Duarte 
jtduarte1@gmail.com