Tom Paxton - A Little Bitty Gun lyrics

Spoken "I don't usually pick on people who haven't asked for it by being elected to public office and then screwing up, but in Nancy Reagan's case I made an exception to that rule. Not for any of the trivial jazz, I mean I never did get too involved in the bruhaha over the purchase of new crockery for the White House. Didn't seem to me like one of the big ones to get involved in. Uh, it was not that that riled me, it was, I decided to write this next song when, with infallible timing, Mrs. Regan chose a couple of days after John Lennons murder to put her two cents' worth into the controversy over handgun control, which still rages in the states and predictably, she took her husband's point of view, which is, basically, that it's only the possession of a snub-nosed .38 in every home that's keeping the Russian missiles at bay. And she went on at some length about the little gun that Ron had bought for her when he used to travel a lot, making speeches, and she told him how she kept it in her night table, although she never had learned to fire it, you understand, titter titter, and I felt a song coming on." I've got a little bitty gun on the table Right by my little bitty bed Though it's really very cute, how you hold the thing to shoot Is to much for my little bitty head I love my little bitty pistol It's the pride of my little bitty room And the gun shoots little bitty bullets When the little bitty gun goes "Boom" How I love my husband He takes care of me He'll take care of all of you Just you wait and see When he has to go away Nights are long and black If the bad man comes around I'll shoot his lights out, Jack I've got a little bitty gun on the table Right by my little bitty bed Though it's really very cute, how you hold the thing to shoot Is to much for my little bitty head I love my little bitty pistol It's the pride of my little bitty room And the gun shoots little bitty bullets When the little bitty gun goes "Boom" Now we're in the White House Won't we dance 'till dawn Turning loose some welfare folks On the White House lawn You bring your little pistol I'll bring my pistol too We'll fire our pistols at their feet They'll dance for me and you I've got a little bitty gun on the table Right by my little bitty bed Though it's really very cute, how you hold the thing to shoot Is to much for my little bitty head I love my little bitty pistol It's the pride of my little bitty room And the gun shoots little bitty bullets When the little bitty gun goes "Boom" When the little bitty gun goes "Boom"