Chris Whitley - From A Photograph lyrics

Baby got a gun, how's she to know? I already see the ghosts Everywhere I go She don't know that I don't mind If angry she'll be fine But if she cry, please don't let me know Well I seen her with her piece today Never missed you more Seeing you that way The phantom around my bed Now I'm sleeping with the dead Baby's got a gun, I'm bound to go Gods above and underground While the ghosts go back and forth Through town They wander around outside They don't know there's nowhere to hide Baby got a gun, I'm bound the go Gone, gone, gone