Luyện nghe bài hát Pistol Packin Mama

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

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

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

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

Oh, lay pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol
Pistol mama
Lay thing down
it goes off
And somebody

Oh, she out my windshield
And she hit me over the
She and cried and said I lied
And she wished I was dead

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

We're three tough
deep down Texas way
We got no
don't like the way we play
We're a rough rooting tooting trio
But you ought to see my Cleo
She's a make no error
But there no lassie fairer
what we tell her

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

Pappy made a batch of
The came
The drought was
So now they
You can't do that to

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

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

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

Oh, packing mama
Lay that down