" Lay That Pistol Down "
By Bing Crosby
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Lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama.
Lay that pistol down.
Oh, drinking beer in a cabaret
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 packing mama
Lay that pistol down.
I see you ev'ry night
I'll woo you ev'ry day.
I'll be your reg'lar mama
And put that gun away.
Oh, lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down
She kicked out my windshield
hit me o'er the head
cussed and cried and said I'd lied
And she wished I was dead.
Lay that pistol down,babe
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin' mama,
Lay that pistol down.
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