Fausto Palma - Carry Your Guns Lyrics

Whenever the river gets up to your head and the water feels too cold
You look around and all you can see it`s the sunlight through the trees
It feels like one of those tales of old, look at her she is all alone
But I rather play the fool, poor little thing she doesn`t notice I am gone

This is really a mistake, will you ever think it`s enough?
How far are you willing to go? open your eyes this is not what you want
My father was a man o wool, that free feeling won`t last as you grow old
I wonder how`s on the bad side of the guns this time

This time it`s me but I won`t take long
But you will still have to carry your guns all over town
Just make sure your guns are loaded and don`t have second thoughts