Luyện nghe bài hát Pistol Packin Mama

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

three tough gals
From deep Texas way
We got no
They don't the way we play
We're a rooting tooting shooting trio
But you to see my sister Cleo
She's a make no error
But there ain't no fairer
what we tell her

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

Pappy a batch of corn
The revenuers
The was slow
So now they
You can't do to Mame

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

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

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

Oh, pistol mama
Lay that down