Pistol Packin' Mama
Bill Haley & His Comets Lyrics


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Lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin' mama
Lay that pistol down.

Oh, drinkin' beer in a cabaret
Was I havin' fun!
Until one night she caught me right
And now I'm on the run.

Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin' mama
Lay that pistol down.

Oh, I'll sing you every night Bing
And I'll woo you every day.
I'll be your regular mama
And I'll put that gun away.

Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin' mama
Lay that thing down before it goes off and hurts somebody!

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

Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin' mama
Lay that pistol down.

We're 3 tough gals
From deep down Texas way.
We got no pals
They don't like the way we play.
We're a rough rootin' tootin' shootin' trio
But you ought to see my sister Cleo
She's a terror make no error
But there ain't no nicer terror
Here's what we tell her:

Lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin' mama
Lay that pistol down

Pappy made a batch of corn
The revenuers came.
The draugh was slow
So now they know
You can't do that to Mame.

Lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down

Oh, singing songs in a cabaret
Was I havin' fun!
Until one night it didn't seem right
And now I'm on the run.

Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin' mama
Lay that pistol down.





Oh, pistol packin' mama
Lay that pistol down.

Overall Meaning

The song "Pistol Packin' Mama" by Bill Haley & His Comets tells the story of a man who is on the run from a woman who is armed with a pistol. The song begins with the man pleading with her to put the gun down, emphasizing his fear of being hurt. He reveals that the reason she is after him is that he was caught drinking beer in a cabaret and having too much fun. The song becomes more humorous as it goes on, with the man singing about wooing her every day and promising to be her "regular mama" if she puts the gun away.


The woman's character is also described in the song, with the trio of tough gals from deep down Texas way being introduced. They are rootin' tootin' and shootin', but despite their rough exterior, the man still begs them to lay their pistols down. The song also touches on the theme of prohibition, with the man's father making a batch of corn and the revenuers coming after him.


Overall, "Pistol Packin' Mama" is a light-hearted song that blends humor and danger, with its catchy tune and memorable lyrics making it a classic in the rock and roll genre.


Line by Line Meaning

Lay that pistol down, Babe.
Please put away your firearm, my dear.


Pistol packin' mama
A woman who is armed and dangerous.


Oh, drinkin' beer in a cabaret Was I havin' fun! Until one night she caught me right And now I'm on the run.
I was having a great time singing and drinking beer in a club until a woman with a gun caught me doing something wrong, and now I am running from her.


I'll sing you every night Bing And I'll woo you every day. I'll be your regular mama And I'll put that gun away.
I will serenade you every night and shower you with affection during the day if you put your gun down and be a regular, peaceful person.


Lay that thing down before it goes off and hurts somebody!
Please put your gun down before it accidentally discharges and injures someone.


Oh, she kicked out my windshield And she hit me over the head. She cussed and cried and said I lied And she wished that I was dead.
She destroyed my windshield, physically assaulted me, and accused me of lying, all while wishing harm upon me.


We're 3 tough gals From deep down Texas way. We got no pals They don't like the way we play. We're a rough rootin' tootin' shootin' trio But you ought to see my sister Cleo She's a terror make no error But there ain't no nicer terror Here's what we tell her:
We may be tough girls from Texas, and people may not like the way we do things, but my sister Cleo is one tough lady who is both terrifying and endearing. This is why we tell her to put her pistol down.


Pappy made a batch of corn The revenuers came. The draugh was slow So now they know You can't do that to Mame.
Pappy made a batch of corn, and the law came after him. The alcohol was poor quality, and so the law discovered that you cannot mess with a tough woman named Mame.


Oh, pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down.
Once again, please put down your gun, pistol packin' mama.




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Written by: Al Dexter

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Comments from YouTube:

ginger1959able

Been nice to have had Bill on vocals!

Rockin Daddy

Fantastic šŸ˜ !!
Rock n Roll 4 ever..... šŸ’ŽšŸŽ¶šŸŽøšŸŽ™

Hillbillyann

Bill Haley And The Comets Bell Sound Studios, NYC 1st June 1960
Bob Hayes (vocal) ; Franny Beecher (lead guitar) ; Bill Fisher (lead guitar) ; Billy Williamson (steel guitar) ; Johnny Grande (piano) ; Rudy Pompilli (tenor saxophone) ; Al de Nittis (tenor saxophone) ; Doles Dickens (bass guitar) ; Ralph Jones (drums). Source: C. Gardner.

Peter M Campbell

Not a Bill Haley & his Comets choice, no Bill.

jean-marie Basset

Changez le titre,ce n'est pas Bill Haley

jean-noel Devaux

no Bill Haley !Ā  ce n'est pas Bill Haley qui chante cet ancien air de country music dans la vidĆ©o !

Jean de maertelaere

Bob Hayes

M. Clark

Who is Bob Hayes??

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