There Might Be a Gun

Lyrics by: Sheila Plotkin
Gaggle: The Raging Grannies of Madison
Tune: The Little Drummer Boy
Date Written or Updated: 06/14/2022

Teacher told me there might be a gun.
I’ll have to hide or run. There might be a gun.
I want to learn to read. There might be a gun.
I am afraid to bleed. There might be a gun,
Might be a gun,
Might be a gun.

So, we had a drill. There might be a gun.
Where can I run?

I am only five. There might be a gun.
Please help me stay alive. There might be a gun.
Can grown-ups tell me why there might be a gun?
Will grown-ups let me die? There might be a gun,
Might be a gun,
Might be a gun.

When I go to school, there might be a gun,
Where can I run?

It’s a new rule: there might be a gun.
I worry all the time. There might be a gun.
I wonder where it is? There might be a gun.
I wonder who will shoot? There might be a gun,
Might be a gun,
Might be a gun.

Don’t just smile at me. There might be a gun.
What can I do?
How can I hide?
Where can I run?