Pistol Packin' Mama - Hoyt Axton

Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down

Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down

Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down

Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down

I was drinkin' beer in a cabaret thought I was havin' 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 lied, And wished that I was dead

Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down

Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down

I was raisin' cain in a cabaret, And dancing with a blonde

Until one night she shot out the light, Bang!

That blonde was gone

Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down

Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down

I’ll see you every night Babe, I’ll woo you every day

I’ll be your regular Daddy, If you’ll put that gun away

Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down

Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down

Yeah the moral of this story is, if you wanna have some fun

Make sure that your sweet mama, don’t have a loaded gun

Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down

Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down

Lay that pistol down Babe, Lay that pistol down

Pistol Packin' Mama, Lay that pistol down