Lyric 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.

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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.

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Drinking beer in a cabaret and dancin with a blond
Until one night she shot out the light - Bang!
that blond was gone.

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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.

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Now I went home this morning - the clock was tickin four
Gun in her hand, says "You re my man, but I don t need you no more."

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Now there was old Al Dexter - he always had his fun
But with some lead, she shot him dead - his honkin days are done.

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