Lisa Mednick Powell

Give the Guns to the Girls

05:09
Lisa Mednick Powell
2017-11-28

Lyrics

Give the Guns to the Girls give the guns to the girls quit talking to me about peace in this world let the girls have the guns let them hunt down the hunter till he has nowhere to run you left her lying on the floor you walked outside and closed the door the story's told and then retold while you're measured by your money and you're treasured for your gold give the guns to the girls quit talking to me about peace in this world let the girls have the guns let them hunt down the hunter till he has nowhere to run she went out in the night alone followed the path she'd always known you knew just where to put the hurt and you put the blame on her when you left her in the dirt give the guns to the girls quit talking to me about peace in this world let the girls have the guns let them hunt down the hunter till he has nowhere to run she went to school and gave her life stolen to be an old man's wife taken away into the dark three hundred daughters a world of broken hearts she had a smile like a break in the clouds thoughts in her head she could never say out loud angel angel of death angel give back her breath come down come down come down come down