The Dirty Knobs, Chris Stapleton - Pistol Packin' Mama lyrics

Pistol packin' mama
Don't you point that thing at me
I'm a lover not a fighter
 just damn fun to see
Then I crossed the Rio Grande
Señorita took me by the hand
Pistol packin' mama
Don't you point that thing at me

Shotgun Sally
 don't you give me the evil eye
I ain't lookin' for no trouble
I'm a people kind of guy
A shot of tequila and a slice of lime
A bottle of cerveza and I'm feeling fine
Shotgun Sally, don't you give me the evil eye
Oh my my my, ain't you something?
Tell me why why why you want
To be pumping me with lead
Pistol packin' mama
Don't you point that thing at me



Oh my my my, ain't you something?
Tell me why why why you want to
Be pumping me full of lead
Pistol packin' mama
Don't you point that thing at me
Pistol packin' mama
Don't you point that thing at me

Just like that
I bet that thing ain't even loaded!
Watch out!