Pistol Packin Mama


Drinking beer in a cabaret and was I having fun
Until one night she caught me right
And now I'm on the run
Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama, lay that pistol down

She kicked out my windshield; she hit me over the head
She cussed and cried and said I lied, and wished that I was dead
Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama, lay that pistol down

Drinking beer in a cabaret and dancing with a blonde
Until one night she shot out the light - BANG! That blonde was gone
Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama, lay that pistol down

I'll see you every night, babe, I'll woo you every day
I'll be your reg'lar daddy, if you put that gun away
Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama, lay that pistol down

Drinking beer in a cabaret and was I having fun
Until one night she caught me right, and now I'm on the run
Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama, lay that pistol down

Now there was old Al Dexter, he always had his fun
But with some lead she shot him dead, his honkin' days are done
Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama, lay that pistol down
Contributed by Larry Henares of the Philippines







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