Pistol Packin Mama

F Drinking beer in a cabaret and was I having C7 fun 
Until one night she caught me right and now I'm on the F run. 


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F Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol C7 down 
Pistol Packin' Mama, lay that pistol F 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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