If That Gun's For Real Lyrics - Steve Winwood

If that gun is for real, I'm in trouble 

We're not gonna make it, and I'm caught 

It's no use to make appeal 

I wheel and I deal 

Now I'm down on my offers, help me, lord 

I've been been running for the whole of my young life 

I keep taking and I never pay 

It's the good old honest trust 

You can't see me for the dust 

I'll walk before your get-away 

Get-away, get-away 

Gone before your get-away 

Though it gets rough 

Gonna take off in a huff 

I'm the golden wonder boy, I'll get away 

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If a thing is worth having, it's worth stealing 

If'n I get in, I get out quick 

Say goodbye to your hello 

You go easy and slow 

On some greyhound I may come [to your? ] city 

Get-away, get-away 

Gone before your get-away 

Though it gets rough, 

Gonna take off in a huff 

I'm the golden wonder boy, I'll get away 

Going, going once, going, going twice 

Going on three times, sold to the devil for a short, sweet lie 

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If that gun is for real, I'm in trouble 

[? ] make it, and I'm caught 

It's no use to make appeal 

I wheel and I deal 

Now I'm down on my offers, help me, lord 

Get-away, get-away 

Gone before your get-away 

Though it gets rough 

I just take off in a huff 

I'm the golden wonder boy, I'll get away 

Get away, get away 

What if I would get away 

Though it gets rough 

Gonna take off in a huff 

I'm the golden wonder boy, I'll get away 

Get away, get away 

Help me, lord, please, to get away 

Get away, get away 

I'm gonna, gonna take this golden wonder boy 

And get away, get away 

Help me, lord, please