歌詞
[Verse 1]
Well, I met Sammy Samson down in New Orleans
He had a lot of money and a big limousine
He took us honky-tonkin' on a Saturday night
We met Silly Milly, everything was all right
Her eyes started rollin', we shoulda' went a-bowlin'
Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my my
[Verse 2]
Well, Sam and Silly Milly, 'bout a quarter to four
Was rompin' and a-stompin' on the hardwood floor
Along came Flirty Mirty bargin' in on the fun
Silly Milly got jealous and she pulled out a gun
Tables started crashin', .44's a-flashin'
Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my my
[Verse 3]
Well, the police, fire chief, highway patrol
Knockin' down the front door with a big long pole
Sammy was a-lyin' on the cold-cold floor
Shot through the middle with a .44
Milly was a-cryin', Sam was surely dyin'
Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my my
[Verse 4]
Well, they took Silly Milly to the jail downtown
Booked Silly Milly for a-shootin' old Sam
The judge, he gave her twenty, Milly said, "That's a lot
You shouldn't give me nothing, he was already half-shot
A-drinkin' white lightnin' started all the fightin'"
[Verse 5]
Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my my
[Verse 6]
Well, the police, fire chief, highway patrol
Knockin' down the front door with a big long pole
Sammy was a-lyin' on the cold-cold floor
Shot through the middle with a .44
Milly was a-cryin', Sam was surely dyin'
Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my my
Written by: Darrell Edwards, George Jones, Ray Jackson
