Al Dexter's "Pistol Packin' Mama" brought forth as that "Long Cool Woman" gave me thought to do this for Chris.

Drinking beer in a cabaret and was I having fun
Until one night she caught me right, and now I'm on the run.

Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol down
Pistol Packin' Mama, lay that pistol down.

She kicked out my windshield - she hit me over the head
She cussed and cried and said I'd lied, and wished that I was dead.

Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol down
Pistol Packin' Mama, lay that pistol down.

Drinking beer in a cabaret and dancin' with a blond
Until one night she shot out the light - Bang! that blond was gone.

Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol down
Pistol Packin' Mama, lay that pistol down.

Drinking beer in a cabaret and was I havin' fun
Until one night she caught me right and now I'm on the run

Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol down
Pistol Packin' Mama, lay that pistol down.

Now there was old Al Dexter - he always had his fun
But with some lead, she shot him dead - his honkin' days are done.

Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol down
Pistol Packin' Mama, lay that pistol down.