Pistol Packin' Mama

Drinkin beer in a cabaret

Was I havin 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 packin' mama

Lay that pistol down.

She kicked out my windshield

And she hit me over the head.

She cussed and cried and said I lied

And wished that I was dead.

Well, lay that pistol down, Babe.

Lay that pistol down.

Pistol packin' mama

Lay that pistol down.

Drinkin' beer in a cabaret

And dancin with a blonde

Till one night she shot out the lights

And bang that blonde was gone

So, Lay that pistol down, Babe.

Lay that pistol down.

Pistol packin' mama

Lay that pistol down

I'll see you every night babe

And I'll woo you every day

And I'll be your reg'lar daddy

if you'll put that gun away

And just, Lay that pistol down, Babe.

Lay that pistol down.

Pistol packin' mama

Lay that pistol down

Lead Ride Plays Verse and Chorus

Drinkin beer in a cabaret

And Was I havin fun!

Til one night she caught me right

And now I'm on the run.

Well, lay that pistol down, Babe.

Lay that pistol down.

Pistol packin' mama

Lay that pistol down

Well, there was old Al Dexter

He always had his fun

But, with some lead she shot him dead

Now his Honkin' days are done

Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.

Lay that pistol down.

Pistol packin mama

Lay that pistol down.

I said, lay that pistol down, Babe.

Lay that pistol down.

Pistol packin mama

Lay that pistol down.

I say, lay that pistol down, Babe.

Lay that pistol down.

Pistol packin mama

Lay that pistol down.

Oh, pistol packin mama

Lay that pistol down.