Luyện nghe bài hát Pistol Packin Mama

Lay that down, babe
Lay that down
Pistol mama
Lay that pistol

Oh, drinking in a cabaret
Was I fun
Until one she caught me right
And now I'm on the run

Oh, lay pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol
Pistol packing
Lay that down

Oh, I'll sing you every night
And woo you every day
I'll be your regular
And I'll put gun away

Oh, lay that down, babe
Lay that down
Pistol packing
Lay that thing
it goes off
And hurts

Oh, she kicked out my
And she hit me over the
She cussed and cried and I lied
And she that I was dead

Oh, lay pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol
Pistol mama
Lay that pistol

We're tough gals
From deep Texas way
We got no
They like the way we play
We're a rough rooting tooting trio
But you ought to see my Cleo
a terror make no error
But ain't no lassie fairer
Here's we tell her

Lay that pistol down,
Lay that down
packing mama
Lay that down

Pappy a batch of corn
The came
The drought was
So now know
You can't do to Mame

Oh, lay that down, babe
Lay that down
Pistol packing
Lay pistol down

Oh, singing in a cabaret
Was I fun
one night it didn't seem right
And now I'm on the run

Oh, lay that pistol down,
Lay that down
packing mama
Lay that down

Oh, packing mama
Lay that down