Luyện nghe bài hát Pistol Packin Mama

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

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

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

Oh, I'll you every night Bing
And I'll woo you day
be your regular mama
And I'll put that gun

Oh, lay that down, babe
Lay pistol down
Pistol packing
Lay that down
Before it off
And hurts

Oh, she kicked out my
And she hit me the head
She cussed and and said I lied
And she wished that I was

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

We're three gals
From deep Texas way
We got no
They don't like the way we
We're a rough rooting tooting trio
But you ought to see my sister
She's a make no error
But there no lassie fairer
Here's what we her

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

Pappy a batch of corn
The revenuers
The was slow
So now they
You do that to Mame

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

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

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

Oh, packing mama
Lay that pistol