Pistol Packin' Mama (Ver. 2) - Al Dexter

Drinking beer in a cabaret and was I having 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’d lied and wished that I was dead

Drinking beer in a cabaret and dancin' with a blond

Until one night she shot out the light — Bang!

that blond was gone

I’ll see you ev’ry night, babe — I’ll woo you ev’ry day

I’ll be your regular daddy — if you’ll put that gun away

Now there was old Al Dexter — he always had his fun

But with some lead, she shot him dead — his honkin' days are done