[Verse 1]
Annie Oakley was the best shooting star in the west
With a quick draw and a straight shot and a red leather vest
She could hit a bullseye, she could shoot the moon
But at the end of her shows she'd sing ‘em this tune

[Chorus]
Put your 6-shooter down
Grab your six-string guitar
Start singing and wishin'
On a long shootin' star
And wish that we might
And wish that we may
Hang up our guns
And put the bullets away

[Verse 2]
Buffalo Bill, was loaded with fun
His pappy was a pistol he was a son of a gun
But boys and their toys don't always get along
So after his showdowns he'd sing ‘em this song

[Chorus]
Put your 6-shooter down
Grab your six-string guitar
Start singing and wishin'
On a long shootin' star
And wish that we might
And wish that we may
Hang up our guns
And put the bullets away
[Verse 3]
Calamity Jane was a sure shooter too
But she never gave glory to what shootin' could do
But they say every legend goes out with a bang
So she put down her gun, and here's what she sang

[Chorus]
Put your 6-shooter down
Grab your six-string guitar
Start singing and wishin'
On a long shootin' star
And wish that we might
And wish that we may
Hang up our guns
And put the bullets away