Said you're gonna shoot me down, put my body in the river Shoot me down, put my body in the river While the whole world sings, sing it like a song The whole world sings like there's nothing going wrong He shot her down, put her body in the river He covered her up, but I went to get her And I said, "My girl, what happened to you now?" I said, "My girl, we gotta stop it somehow" Oh, tell me, what's a man with a rifle in his hand Gonna do for a world that's so sick and sad? Tell me, what's a man with a rifle in his hand Gonna do for a world that's so gone mad? He's gonna shoot me down, put my body in the river Cover me up with the leaves of September Like an old sad song, you heard it all before Well, Delia's gone, but I'm settling the score So tell me, what's a man with a rifle in his hand Gonna do for a world that's just dying slow? Tell me, what's a man with a rifle in his hand Gonna do for his daughter when it's her turn to go?