Take Your Gun and Go, John - Loretta Lynn

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