Bài hát Pistol Packin' Mama Báo Lỗi

Lay that pistol down, Babe.


Lay that pistol down.


Pistol packin' mama


Lay that pistol down.




Oh, drinkin' beer in a cabaret


Was I havin' fun!


Until one night she caught me right


And now I'm on the run.




Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.


Lay that pistol down.


Pistol packin' mama


Lay that pistol down.




Oh, I'll sing you every night Bing


And I'll woo you every day.


I'll be your regular mama


And I'll put that gun away.




Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.


Lay that pistol down.


Pistol packin' mama


Lay that thing down before it goes off and hurts somebody!




Oh, she kicked out my windshield


And she hit me over the head.


She cussed and cried and said I lied


And she wished that I was dead.




Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.


Lay that pistol down.


Pistol packin' mama


Lay that pistol down.




We're 3 tough gals


From deep down Texas way.


We got no pals


They don't like the way we play.


We're a rough rootin' tootin' shootin' trio


But you ought to see my sister Cleo


She's a terror make no error


But there ain't no nicer terror


Here's what we tell her:




Lay that pistol down, Babe.


Lay that pistol down.


Pistol packin' mama


Lay that pistol down




Pappy made a batch of corn


The revenuers came.


The draugh was slow


So now they know


You can't do that to Mame.




Lay that pistol down, Babe.


Lay that pistol down.


Pistol packin mama


Lay that pistol down




Oh, singing songs in a cabaret


Was I havin' fun!


Until one night it didn't seem right


And now I'm on the run.




Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.


Lay that pistol down.


Pistol packin' mama


Lay that pistol down.




Oh, pistol packin' mama


Lay that pistol down.