Lyrics Take Your Gun and Go, John - Loretta Lynn

Take Your Gun and Go, John

Don’t stop a moment to think John, your country calls then go;
Don’t think of
me or the children John, I’ll care for them you know
Leave the corn upon the stalks John, potatoes on the hill and the pumpkins on
the vines John I’ll gather them at will
Don’t stop a moment to think John, your country calls then go;
Don’t think of
me or the children John, I’ll care for them you know
Leave the corn upon the stalks John, potatoes on the hill and the pumpkins on
the vines John I’ll gather them at will
But take your gun and go John, take your gun and go, for Ruth can drive the
oxen John and I can use the hoe
I’ve heard my grandsire tell John, (he fought at Bunker Hill) how he counted
all his life and wealth his country’s offering still
Shall we shame the brave old blood John, that flowed on Monmouth Plain?
No!
Take your gun and go John if you ne’er return again
Then take your gun and go yes take your gun and go, for Ruth can drive the oxen
John and I can use the hoe
Our army’s short of blankets John, then take this heavy pair;
I spun and wove
them when a girl, and worked them with great care
There’s a rose in every corner John, and there’s my name you see;
on the cold ground they’ll warmer feel that they were made by me
Then take your gun and go John take your gun and go, for Ruth can drive the
oxen John and I can use the hoe
And if it be god’s will John you’re ne’er come back again, I’ll do my best for
the children John, in sorrow, want and pain
In winter nights I’ll teach them all that I’ve learned at school,
to love the country, keep the laws and obey the saviours rule
Then take your gun and go John take your gun and go, for Ruth can drive the
oxen John and I can use the hoe
And in the village church John, and at are humble board we’ll pray that God
will keep you John and heavenly I’d afford;
And all who love their country’s cause will love and bless you too,
and nights and mornings they will pray for freedom and for you
Then take your gun and go John take your gun and go, for Ruth can drive the
oxen John and I can use the hoe
And now goodbye to you John I cannot say farewell;
we’ll hope and pray for the
best John;
god’s goodness none can tell
Be his great arm around you John to guard you night and day;
Be our beloved
country’s shield till the war has passed away
Then take your gun and go John take your gun and go, for Ruth can drive the
oxen John and I can use the hoe
Take your gun and go John take your gun and go, for Ruth can drive the oxen
John and I can use the hoe