Luyện nghe bài hát Pistol Packin Mama

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, singing in a cabaret
Was I fun
Until one night it seem right
And now I'm on the run

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

Oh, packing mama
Lay pistol down