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Musical: Annie Get Your Gun
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ANNIE OAKLEY: Oh my Mother was frightened by a shotgun, they say, That's why I'm such a wonderful shot. I'd be am out in the cactus and I practice all day, And now tell me what have I got. I'm quick on the trigger with targets not much bigger Than a pen point, I'm number one. But my score with a feller is lower than a cellar- Oh you can't get a man with a gun. When I'm with a pistol I sparkle like a crystal, Yes, I shine like the morning sun. But I lose all my luster When with a Bronco Buster. Oh you can't get a man with a gun. With a gun, with a gun, No, you can't get a man with a gun. If I went to battle With someone's herd of cattle You'd have steak when the job was done. But if shot the herder, They'd holler "bloody murder" And you can't shoot a male In the tail like a quail Oh you can't get a man with a gun. I'm cool, brave and daring To see a lion glaring When I'm out with my Remington But a look from a mister Will raise a fever blister Oh you can't get a man with a gun. The gals with "umbrellars" Are always out with fellers In the rain or the blazing sun But a man never trifles With gals who carry rifles Oh you can't get a man with a gun. With a gun, with a gun, No, you can't get a man with a gun. A man's love is mighty It'll leave him buy a nightie For a gal who he thinks is fun. But they don't by pajamas For Pistol packin' mamas, And you can't get a hug From a mug with a slug, Oh you can't get a man with a gun.
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