Pistol Packin' Papa

歌詞

I'm a pistol packin' papa and when I walk down the streets You can hear those mamas shouting don't turn your gun on me Now girls I'm just a good guy and I'm going to have my fun And if you don't want to smell my smoke don't monkey with my gun Like a hobo when he's hungry like a drunkman when he's full I'm a pistol packin' papa and I know how to shoot the bull The whole of men don't hold me and they sure leave me be I'm a pistol packin' papa and I ramble where I please Oh well, I have that funny feeling that luring rambles call I swing aboard of some freight train and I shoot my pistol low Sometimes one shot will do near sometimes it takes four or five And sometimes I shoot all around before I'm satisfied When you hear my pistol puffin' you better hide yourself someplace 'Cause I ain't made for stoppin' and I come for a shootin' race My sweetheart understands me she says I'm her big shot I'm her pistol packin' daddy and I know I got to drop You can hear my Newsport roadster you can take my Hartford hat But you can never take from me my silver mounted gut I'm a pistol packin' papa and I'm going to have my fun Just follow me and you will hear the barking of my gun...