Pistol Packin' Mama

Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down
Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down
Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down
Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down
I was drinkin' beer in a cabaret thought I was havin' fun!
Until 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, She hit me over the head
She cussed and cried, and said I lied, And wished that I was dead
Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down
Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down
I was raisin' cain in a cabaret, And dancing with a blonde
Until one night she shot out the light, Bang! That blonde was gone
Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down
Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down
I’ll see you every night Babe, I’ll woo you every day
I’ll be your regular Daddy, If you’ll put that gun away
Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down
Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down
Yeah the moral of this story is, if you wanna have some fun
Make sure that your sweet mama, don’t have a loaded gun
Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down
Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down
Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down
Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down