I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
                    "A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall"
 
You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe,
But you're back where you belong.
Go get me my pistol, babe,
Honey, I can't tell right from wrong.
                    "Baby, Please Stop Crying"
 
Your eyes fix on the shotgun
That you're holdin' in your hand   
                    "Ballad of Hollis Brown"
 
There's seven breezes a-blowin'
All around the cabin door
Seven shots ring out
Like the ocean's pounding roar     
                    "Ballad of Hollis Brown"
 
They say Pat Garrett's got your number,
So sleep with one eye open as you wonder,
If every little sound just might be thunder,
Thunder from the barrels of his gun.
                    "Billy the Kid"
 
Yes, and how many times must the cannonballs fly,
Before they are forever banned?
                    "Blowing in the Wind"
 
Well, lookit here buddy
You want to be like me
Pull out your six-shooter
And rob every bank you can see
Tell the judge I said it was all right, Yes!
                    "Bob Dylan's Blues"
 
Well the marshall, 
Now he beat that kid to a bloody pulp,
As the dying gunfighter lay in the sun 
And gasped for his last breath. 
"Turn him lose, let him go, 
Let him say he outdrew me fair and square,
"I want him to feel what it's like 
To every moment fear his  death."
                    "Brownsville Girl"
 
All I remember about it was it starred Gregory Peck; 
He wore a gun and he was shot in the back.
                    "Brownsville Girl"
 
Don't wanna shoot nobody, don't wanna be shot,
                    "Do Right to Me Baby"
 
Like a bullet we'll shoot for the carnival route.
We're following them dusty old fairgrounds a-calling.
                    "Dusty Old Fairgrounds"
 
See the cross-eyed pirates sitting perched in the sun,
Shooting tin cans with a sawed-off shotgun,
                    "Farewell Angelina"
 
The machine guns are roaring, the puppets heave rocks,
The fiends nail time bombs to the hands of the clocks,
                    "Farewell Angelina"
 
Frankie pulled out a pistol, pulled out a forty-four.
Gun went off a rootie-toot-toot and Albert fell on the floor.
                    "Frankie and Albert"
 
I woke up this mornin',
There were tears in my bed.
They killed a man I really loved
Shot him through the head.
                    "George Jackson"
 
You might own guns and you might even own tanks,
You might be somebody's landlord, you might even own banks,
                    "Gotta Serve Somebody"
 
I been kicked and whipped and trampled on,
I been shot at just like you.
But as long as the world keeps a-turnin',
I just keep a-turnin' too.
                    "Guess I'm Doin' Fine"
 
Handy Dandy, sitting with a girl named Nancy,
in a garden, feeling kind of lazy,
He says, "Ya want a gun I'll give you one."
She said, "Boy, you're t-talking crazy."
                    "Handy Dandy"
 
From a 6th floor window
A gunner shot him down
He died in Dallas town.       
                    "He Was a Friend of Mine"
 
Sam said, "Tell me quick man I got to run."
Ol' Howard just pointed with his gun,
and said "That way down on Highway 61."
                    "Highway 61 Revisited"
 
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night,
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall,
She sees a bartender in a pool of blood,
                    "Hurricane"
 
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger,
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger,
And though they could not produce the gun,
The D.A. said he was the one,
Who did the deed,
And the all-white jury agreed.
                    "Hurricane"
 
I ran right home and I went to bed
With a forty-four smokeless under my head.
                    "In Search of Little Sadie"
 
I gotta woman, she's so mean,
She sticks my boots in the washing machine.
Sticks me with buckshot when I'm nude,
Puts bubblegum in my food.
                    "I Shall Be Free No 10"
 
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun,
Crying like a fire in the sun.  
                    "It's All Over Now, Baby Blue"
 
Disillusioned words like bullets bark, 
As human gods aim for their mark,
Make everything from toy guns that spark,
To flesh colored Christs that glow in the dark,
                    "It's All Right Ma, I'm Only Bleeding"
 
It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun.
"I'm around too many children," he'd say, "they should never know of one."
                    "Joey"
 
"Oh son, you look so fine, I'm glad you're a son of mine,
You make me proud to know you hold a gun.
                    "John Brown"
 
John Wesley Harding was a friend to the poor.
He traveled with a gun in every hand.
                    "John Wesley Harding"
 
Mama put my guns in the ground,
I can't shoot them any-more.
That long black cloud is comin' down,
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
                    "Knockin' On Heaven's Door"
 
You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track
To shoot you someplace and shoot you back
                    "Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie"
 
If I had rubies and riches and crowns
I'd buy the whole world and change things around
I'd throw all the guns and the tanks in the sea
For they are mistakes of a past history.
                    "Let Me Die in my Footsteps"
 
No one knew the circumstance, 
But they say that it happened pretty quick,
The door to the dressingroom burst open 
And a colt revolver clicked.                      
                    "Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts"
 
I ran right home and I went to bed
With a forty-four smokeless under my head.   
                    "Little Sadie"
 
The war guns they went off wild,
The whole world bled its blood.
Men's bodies floated on the edge
Of oceans made of mud.             
                    "Long Ago, Far Away"
 
One man died of a knife so sharp,
One man died from the bullet of a gun,  
                    "Long Ago, Far Away"
 
Come you masters of war,
You that build the big guns,
You that build the death planes,
You that build all the bombs,      "
                    Masters of War"
 
You put a gun in my hand then you hide from my eyes.
Then you turn and run farther when the fast bullets fly.
                    "Masters of War"
 
Well, out comes a farmer,
He must have thought that I was nuts.
He immediately looked at me
And stuck a gun into my guts.      
                    "Motorpsycho Nitemare"
 
I fell down
To my bended knees,
Saying, "I dig farmers,
Don't shoot me, please!"
He cocked his rifle
And began to shout, 
                    "Motorpsycho Nitemare"
 
Rita said, "Come back!"
As he started to load
The sun was comin' up
And I was runnin' down the road.   
                    "Motorpsycho Nitemare"
 
'Cause there's a noose at his neck and a gun at his back
And a license to kill him is given out to every maniac.
He's the neighborhood bully.
                    "Neighborhood Bully"
 
You look for salvation, you find none,
Just another broken heart, another barrel of a gun,
                    "Night After Night"
 
Bullets can harm you and death can disarm you
But no, you will not be deceived.       
                    "No Time to Think"
 
A bullet from the back of a bush took Medgar Evers' blood.
A finger fired the trigger to his name.
                    "Only A Pawn in Their Game"
 
But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
That fired the gun
He'll see by his grave on the stone that remains
Carved next to his name 
                    "Only a Pawn in Their Game"
 
He went down to Oxford Town
Guns and clubs followed him down
All because his face was brown
Better get away from Oxford Town.  
                    "Oxford Town"
 
Was it me that shot him down in the canteena?
Was it my hand that held the gun?
Come let us fly, my Magdelana,
The dogs are barking and what's done is done.
                    "Romance in Durango"
 
Quick Magdelana, take my gun,
Look up in the hills, that flash of light,
Aim well, my little one,
We may not make it through the night.
                    "Romance in Durango"
 
When I met you baby,
You didn't show no visible scars.
You could ride like Annie Oakley,
You could shoot like Belle Starr.  
                    "Seeing the Real You at Last"
 
But me I expected it to happen, I knew he'd lost control
When he built a fire on main street, 
And shot it full of holes.    
                    "Stuck Inside of Mobile"
 
Now the senator can down here, showing everyone his gun,
Handing out free tickets, to the wedding of his son.
                    "Stuck Inside of Mobile"
 
"Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man."
A shotgun fired and away I ran.
                    "Talkin' World War III Blues"
 
"It will scramble up your head, 
And drag your brain about,
"Sometimes you got to do like Elvis did 
And shoot the damn thing out. 
                    "TV Talkin' Song"
 
An ambulance rolled up -a state trooper close behind
Tweeter took his gun away and messed up his mind 
                    "Tweeter and the Monkey Man"
 
Jan jumped out of bed said "There's someplace I gotta go"
She took a gun out of the drawer and said "It's best if you
don't know"
                    "Tweeter and the Monkey Man"
 
Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots,
Tailgates and substitutes,         
                    "You Ain't Going Nowhere"
 
I was under the gun, but I'm locked in the Son  
You changed my life.
                    "You Changed My Life"
 
I've been shooting in the dark too long, 
When something's not right, it's wrong,
                    "You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go"
 

 
John Henry suggests:
 
What are you trying to overpower me with, a doctrine or a gun?
                    "Dead Man, Dead Man"
 
There's a rifleman stalking the sick & the lame, 
Preacher man seeks the same, 
Who'll get there first is uncertain.
                    "Jokerman"