Luyện nghe bài hát Pistol Packin Mama

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pappy a batch of corn
The revenuers
The drought was
So now know
You do that 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 pistol down, babe
Lay pistol down
packing mama
Lay pistol down

Oh, packing mama
Lay that down