I was shot by a pistol made of bones I got, got by bullets made of stone Oh the earth fueled the flame But it was only it was me to blame I was shot by a pistol made of bones The shooter was a mean and mighty ghost He hated me because I loved him most The ones you should fear Are often oh so near I was shot by a pistol made of bones Oh how could I be so blind The gun was with me all the time The ones you should fear Are often oh so near I was shot I was shot by a pistol made of bones