Drinkin' beer in a cabaret And I was havin' fun!
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Until one night she caught me right, And now I'm on the run
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Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down,
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Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down.
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She kicked out my windshield, She hit me over the head,
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She cussed and cried, and said I lied, And I wished that I was dead.
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Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down,
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Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down.
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Drinkin' beer in a cabaret, And dancing with a blonde,
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Until one night she shot out the light, Bang! That blonde was gone.
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Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down,
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Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down.
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I'll see you every night Babe, I'll woo you every day,
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I'll be your regular Daddy, If you'll put that gun away.
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Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down,
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Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down.
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Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down,
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Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down.
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Now down there was old Al Dexter, He always had his fun,
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But with some lead. she shot him dead, His Honkin' days are done.
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Pistol Packin' Mama
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| Willie Nelson |
