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Pistol Packing Mama    (1942)

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

Oh, drinking beer in a cabaret
Was I having 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 packing mama
Lay that pistol down

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 packing mama
Lay that pistol down

Oh, drinking beer in a cabaret
And dancin' with a blond
Until one night she shot out the light
Bang! that blond was gone

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

Oh, 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

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

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."

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
His honkin' days are done.

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

Oh, pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down

Lyrics by Al Dexter.
Recorded by Al Dexter and His Troopers; Bing Crosby and the Andrews Sisters; Hoyt Axton; others.
 

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