Can I Take My Gun to Heaven?

Can I take my gun up to heaven? You know she's always been by my side So, can I take my gun up to heaven? I'll check it with St. Peter at the gate And if I had a woman that was faithful Or even kind some of the time I'd drag her on up to the gates of heaven Or follow her right down to the gates of hell So, can I take my gun up to heaven? You know she's always been by my side So, can I take my gun up to heaven? I'll check it with St. Peter at the gate When I came home from a long day of working at the prison I found my woman, she's not around She's down at Dahlia's corner, playing cards and drinking (hm-hm-hm) Or sitting in the cars, singing Dixie with the boys (hm-hm-hm) So, can I take my gun up to heaven? You know she's always been by my side So, can I take my gun up to heaven? I'll check it with St. Peter at the gate Can I take my gun up to heaven? Can I take my gun up to heaven? Can I take my gun up to heaven? Can I take my gun up to heaven? Can I take my gun up to heaven?