| Song | The Silver Gun |
| Artist | Robert Palmer |
| Album | Gold |
| They say a man's best friend is his horse | |
| But I say it is his gun | |
| For what can a horseman do without a gun? | |
| I sold my silver barrelled gun | |
| And bought a brocade gown for my beloved | |
| But she could not accept it | |
| She returned it | |
| Now I have no gun and no love | |
| No, but with wet lashes and a charming smile | |
| I could tell her heartache was more terrible than mine | |
| I could stand the heartache | |
| If I could see you again | |
| Until then, | |
| I am alone, city to city | |
| Walking the streets | |
| With a heavy heart. |