If Guitars Were Guns

I rode in on a prayer

I might ride out on despair

If I sing I pray twice

and that’s a fairer fight

but I never did find a song

as pretty as a girl

did you really think that

either one could save you

I fight and I fight

against the dying of the light

I fight and I fight

against the sounds of night

If guitars were guns I’d be Jesse James

if guitars were guns I’d be Jesse James.

Woman put your watch

and your jewelry in this bag

what I really want to take

I can’t give right back.

If the devil takes your soul

leave the rest to me

if you step off this train

I might show a little mercy

when we fight and we fight

against the dying of the light

we fight and we fight

with the sounds of the night.

If guitars were guns I’d be Jesse James

if guitars were guns I’d be Jesse James.

If guitars were guns I’d be Jesse James

we could ride together ‘cross these dusty plains

with a choir of coyotes you can howl my name

cause if guitars were guns I’d be Jesse James.