Michael Martin Murphey - I Got the Guns lyrics

[Verse 1] They're little more than a few old guns Handed down the line Once owned by my Grandma and Grandpa And now they're mine They've been all the way to Utah Then back home to Texas again They've seen Colorado, Wyoming And the Grand Canyon And hunting trips in the freezing snow And up before the sun And now they're a part of me, I got the guns I never really got to know him I was much too young He died on the Corpus Christi Bay When I was one A Christian man I barely knew But he was oh so proud of me He ran the nursery at the church for free "Amazing Grace how sweet the sound" he always sung Sometimes I can hear him when I fire his guns [Chorus] I've seen tears in grown men's eyes when they spoke of their granddad Then they laugh at how he spoiled then to the bone Well I don't have those memories that I can hold on to But I keep holding on to his old guns [Verse 2] I was his only daughter's son His pride and all his love Maybe someday if I try my best I'll be half the man he was He knew love lasted longer The great depression only made him stronger He saved his pennies And prayed to God each night He knew how to weather hard times And showed us how to overcome And I can feel his strength when I hold his guns [Chorus] I've seen tears in grown men's eyes when they spoke of their granddad Then they laugh at how he spoiled then to the bone Well I don't have those memories that I can hold on to But I keep holding on to his old guns [Outro] Just a bolt-action 20 gauge And my grandmother's 410 A 270 that my dad fired once And brought a mule deer in Well I wonder what he'd think of all this going on down here And making all this fuss about his old guns I've got the guns