Steve Winwood - If That Gun's For Real Lyrics
If that gun is for real, Im in troubleWere not gonna make it, and Im caughtIts no use to make appealI wheel and I dealNow Im down on my offers, help me, lordIve been been running for the whole of my young lifeI keep taking and I never payIts the good old honest trustYou cant see me for the dustIll walk before your get-awayGet-away, get-awayGone before your get-awayThough it gets roughGonna take off in a huffIm the golden wonder boy, Ill get awayIf a thing is worth having, its worth stealingIfn I get in, I get out quickSay goodbye to your helloYou go easy and slowOn some greyhound I may come [to your? ] cityGet-away, get-awayGone before your get-awayThough it gets rough,Gonna take off in a huffIm the golden wonder boy, Ill get awayGoing, going once, going, going twiceGoing on three times, sold to the devil for a short, sweet lieIf that gun is for real, Im in trouble[? ] make it, and Im caughtIts no use to make appealI wheel and I dealNow Im down on my offers, help me, lordGet-away, get-awayGone before your get-awayThough it gets roughI just take off in a huffIm the golden wonder boy, Ill get awayGet away, get awayWhat if I would get awayThough it gets roughGonna take off in a huffIm the golden wonder boy, Ill get awayGet away, get awayHelp me, lord, please, to get awayGet away, get awayIm gonna, gonna take this golden wonder boyAnd get away, get awayHelp me, lord, please
