Now let's get the kids and pack up the car   Take that vacation we've been waiting for   Drive across this country leave our worries far behind   Singin' four-part harmony to "Sweet Adeline."      `Cause I got these books and maps from triple "A"   We'll visit friends and sites along the way   So bring the bikes and toys and diapers   Pay the neighbor's son   And call to stop the mail and, honey   Don't forget the guns.      Chorus:   Now don't forget the guns you know exactly what I mean   Bring the pistols, bring the uzi and the old AR-15   We don't look for trouble but by golly if we're in it   It's nice to know we're free to blow nine hundred rounds a minute.      We'll head for Chicago, stop for the night   Hope for good weather hope the kids don't fight   They've never seen mt. Rushmore and they ought to understand   The kind of men who forged our freedom all across this land.      We'll hike up a trail and ride down a street   Stand by Old Faithful and watch her blow off steam   When we pack picnic lunches that's not all we'll bring along   `Cause we'll be packing 45's case anything goes wrong.      Chorus:   Now don't forget the guns you know exactly what I mean   Bring the pistols, bring the uzi and the old AR-15   We don't look for trouble but by golly if we're in it   It's nice to know we're free to blow nine hundred rounds a minute.      Oh riding along we'll follow the sights   Over the mountains under the pines   Up to boot hill where they got what they gave   In the land of the free you've got to be brave.      Chorus:   Now don't forget the guns you know exactly what I mean   Bring the pistols, bring the uzi and the old AR-15   We don't look for trouble but by golly if we're in it   It's nice to know we're free to blow nine hundred rounds a minute...