Pistol Packin' Mama Lyrics

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'd 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 dancin' with a blond
Until one night she shot out the light
Bang, That blond was gone

Lay that pistol down, babe, lay that pistol down
Pistol Packin' Mama, lay that pistol down

I'll see you ev'ry night, babe, I'll woo you ev'ry day
I'll be your regular daddy, if you'll 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

Writer(s): AL DEXTER<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com


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