Smith Wesson Retirement Plan

[Intro] [Verse 1] I’ve punched the clock for forty years, Worn down my bones, drowned in cheap beers. Promises of gold slipped through their hands, Now all I’ve got is this calloused stand. [Verse 2] Boss man said I’d see the day, But the pension’s gone, they took it away. The bills stack high, the cupboards bare, A man gets tired when no one cares. [Chorus] So I’ll cash it in with what I can, My Smith & Wesson retirement plan. No stocks, no bonds, no promised land, Just cold blue steel in a weathered hand. [Verse 3] The preacher talks of heaven’s shore, But I can’t see past my front door. When freedom costs more than a man can pay, Sometimes the good Lord looks away. [Chorus] So I’ll cash it in with what I can, My Smith & Wesson retirement plan. No stocks, no bonds, no promised land, Just cold blue steel in a weathered hand. [Bridge] I’ve given all a man can give, Ain’t no mercy in the way I live. If the good book don’t have a place for me, I’ll write my own last legacy. [Final Chorus] So I’ll cash it in with what I can, My Smith & Wesson retirement plan. No stocks, no bonds, no promised land, Just cold blue steel in a weathered hand. [Outro] My Smith & Wesson… retirement plan.