F                                            C7
Drinking beer in a cabaret and was I having fun
C7
Until one night she caught me right
            Gm7 C7  F
and now I'm on the run.

[Chorus]
F                                              C7
Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol down
                              Gm7 C7    F
Pistol Packin' Mama, lay that pis-tol down.

[Verse 2]
F                                                   C7 
She kicked out my windshield - she hit me over the head
C7
She cussed and cried and said I'd lied
               Gm7 C7   F
and wished that I was dead.

[Chorus]
F                                              C7
Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol down
                              Gm7 C7    F
Pistol Packin' Mama, lay that pis-tol down. 

[Verse 3]
F                                                C7
Drinking beer in a cabaret and dancin' with a blond
C7
Until one night she shot out the light - Bang!
           Gm7 C7  F
that blond was gone.

[Chorus]
F                                              C7
Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol down
                              Gm7 C7    F
Pistol Packin' Mama, lay that pis-tol down.

[Verse 4]
F                                                     C7
I'll see you ev'ry night, babe - I'll woo you ev'ry day
C7                                              Gm7  C7  F
I'll be your regular daddy - if you'll put that gun away.

[Chorus]
F                                              C7
Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol down
                              Gm7 C7    F
Pistol Packin' Mama, lay that pis-tol down.

[Verse 5]
F                                                       C7
Now I went home this morning - the clock was tickin' four
C7                                                       Gm7  C7  F
Gun in her hand, says "You're my man, but I don't need you no more."

[Outro]
F                                              C7
Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol down
                              Gm7 C7    F
Pistol Packin' Mama, lay that pis-tol down. 
F                                              C7
Lay that pistol down, babe - lay that pistol down
                              Gm7 C7    F
Pistol Packin' Mama, lay that pis-tol down.