Drinking beer in a cabaret
And was I having fun
Till one night she caught me riding
Now I'm on the run
Lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down
I'll see you every night, babe
I'll woo you every day
I'll be your regular daddy
If you'll put that gun away
Lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down
Drinking beer in a cabaret
And dancing with a blonde
At the end one night
She shot out the lights
And, bang, that blonde was gone
Lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down
Now there was old Hank Thompson
He always had his fun
But Whistle Led
She shot him dead
His honking days are done
Lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down
Pistol packing mama
Lay that pistol down