Pistol Packin’ Mama
He was drinkin’ beer in the honky tonk
He was havin’ fun
Until one night she caught him right
So, he swore she was the one
He saw her ev ‘ry night, and
Wooed her every day
Said, “I’ll be your regular Daddy
If you put that gun away”
Lay that pistol down, Babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packin’ mama
Lay that pistol down
He was drinkin’ beer in the honky tonk
Romancin’ with a blonde
When he pulled her tight, Mama shot out the light
And, bang, the blonde was gone
She kicked out his windshield
Hit him on the head
Cussed and cried and said he lied
And wished that he was dead
Lay that pistol down, Babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packin’ mama
Lay that pistol down
Well, he kept honky tonkin’
Havin’ too much fun
So, with some lead, Mama shot him dead
Now his honkin’ days are done
Lay that pistol down, Babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packin’ mama
Lay that pistol down
Lorie Doswell – Lead & Backing Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Mark Fosson – Backing Vocals, Dulcimer, Mandolin, Jaw Harp, Spoons
Tracy Newman – Backing Vocals
Gene Lippman – Backing Vocals
Ed Tree – Acoustic Guitars, Dobro, Acoustic Six-String Bass
Gabe Witcher – Fiddle
Music and Lyrics by Al Dexter. Re-arranged by Ed Tree and Lorie Doswell
