GOLD GUNS
Entering his shack was no food to eat.
No bed, no pots, nor escape from the heat.
But from his pants Gambuzo did lift,
a gold plated gun he said was a gift.
I dare not question, I dared...
No bed, no pots, nor escape from the heat.
But from his pants Gambuzo did lift,
a gold plated gun he said was a gift.
I dare not question, I dared...