paroles de chanson Pistol Packin' Mama - Gene Vincent & His Blue Caps

Drinking beer at the cabaret
And was I having 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 packing mama
Lay that pistol 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
Well, lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down
Drinking beer in the cabaret
And dancing with a blond
'Til one night she shot out the light
Bang, that blond was gone
So lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down
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
And just lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down
Drinking beer at the cabaret
And was I having fun
′Til one night she caught me right
And now I'm on the run
Now, 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
And his honking days are done
Now, lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down
I said, "Lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama"
I said, "Lay that pistol down"
I said, "Lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down"