Kris Kristofferson - Under The Gun текст песни

(by kris kristofferson and glen clark)

Break a man, break a promise

Break a heart, break a home

Take a long hard look at a heaven

Gone to hell under the gun

See the child, young and hungry

Growing wild, on the run

And hell die reaching for freedom

He was born under the gun

Swollen men, blind with power

Break the rules, one by one

With their lies raising the danger

Of their games under the gun.

No more time, no more chances

No more wars will be won

In the end only the losers

Hold the land under the gun

Hold the truth like a candle

Let it shine like the sun

On the love thats left to believe in

In a world under the gun.