The Hurricanes pistol packin mama

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.
Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol down
Pistol packin Mama, lay that pistol down.
(Drinking beer in a cabaret and dancin' with a blond
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.)
Drinking beer in a cabaret and dancin' with a blond
Until one night she shot out the light - Bang!
that blond was gone.
Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol down
Pistol packin Mama, lay that pistol down.