Listen to Pistol Packin' Mama by Gene Vincent

Pistol Packin' Mama

Gene Vincent

Rock

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gene Vincent
Gene Vincent
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Al Dexter
Al Dexter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ken Nelson
Ken Nelson
Producer

Lyrics

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"
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