"Pistol Packin' Mama" lyrics

"Pistol Packin' Mama"

Drinking beer at the cabaret
And was I having fun
'Til one night she caught me right
And now I'm on the run

Lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing 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

Well, lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down

Drinking beer in the cabaret
And dancing with a blond
'Til one night she shot out the light
Bang, that blond was gone

So lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down

I'll sing you every night, babe
And I'll woo you every day
I'll be your regular daddy
If you'll put that gun away

And just lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down

Drinking beer at the cabaret
And was I having fun
'Til one night she caught me right
And now I'm on the run

Now, lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down

Now, there was old Al Dexter
He always had his fun
But with some lead, she shot him dead
And his honking days are done

Now, lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down

I said, "Lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama"
I said, "Lay that pistol down"

I said, "Lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down"


Writer(s): Al Dexter
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