PISTOL PACKIN' MAMA Words and music by Al Dexter [F] Drinking beer in a cabaret and was I having [C7] fun Until one night she caught me right and now I'm on the [F] run. Refrain: [F] Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol [C7] down Pistol Packin' Mama, lay that pistol [F] 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. Refrain: Drinking beer in a cabaret and dancin' with a blond Until one night she shot out the light - Bang! that blond was gone. Refrain: 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. Refrain: Now I went home this morning - the clock was tickin' four Gun in her hand, says "You're my man, but I don't need you no more." Refrain: Now there was old Al Dexter - he always had his fun But with some lead, she shot him dead - his honkin' days are done. Refrain: