It sets above the mantel on a couple rusty nails
And it's worth a bunch of money but it damn sure ain't for sale
The good Lord only knows all the stories it could tell
Granddaddy's gun

He bought it new out of the sears and roebuck catalog
And it shot a many a shell over the top of an old bird dog
And it backed a burglar down when grandma took the safety off
Granddaddy's gun

It's just a double barrel twelve
The stock is cracked and it kick's like hell
It wouldn't mean what it means to me to no one
I can hear his voice when I put it to my shoulder
Guns like a woman son it's all how you hold her
He taught me a whole lot more than how to hunt
And one of these days I'll pass it on to my son
Granddaddy's gun

He handed it to me on the day I turned thirteen
With a half shot box of shells and a kit to keep it clean
I keep a picture in the case of that sweet old man and me
with granddaddy's gun

It's just a double barrel twelve
The stock is cracked and it kick's like hell
It wouldn't mean what it means to me to no one
I can hear his voice when I put it to my shoulder
Guns like a woman son it's all how you hold her
He taught me a whole lot more than how to hunt
And one of these days I'll pass it on to my son
Granddaddy's gun

There's a long beard living on the living room wall
That I got with a box call and Granddaddy's gun
There's a shot up stop sign on forty nine
That me and Billy Joe took out one night
With granddaddy's gun 
Granddaddy's gun

It sets above the mantel on a couple rusty nails
And it's worth a bunch of money but it damn sure ain't for sale