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Pike Cavalero - Six Shoother Blues текст песни

Исполнитель: Pike Cavalero

альбом: Torro


They call me Gunsmoke Johnny cause my guns ain't never cold enough
Well, I'm a Gunsmoke Johnny and my guns ain't never cold enough
I love to hang around the bars and spend my nights on hardwood floors
Well the other night a lady came in trhu the swinging door
She was a sizzling' hot mama with a pair of legs just to die for
She put my six-shooter in her hands and asked what this is for?
Slow down baby, treat this pistol nice
Are you sure you want to know how a real cowboy shots?
I guess I still have some rounds, let me draw my gun
I'll give you one, two, three, four, five...
And the sixth if you still want more jive
Well my baby loves to shot my pistol and she can't stop
Well My baby loves to shot my pistol and she can't stop
When she starts to pull the trigger keeps on shooting till the sun comes up
Oh what a Saturday night we had shooting in ole Kay's saloon
My fingers were numb and my barrel was too hot but she just wanted to pull me through
And now even my hair hurts, such an ache is this six-shooter blues
Slow down baby treat my pistol nice
Are you sure you want to know how a real cowboy shots?
I guess I still have some rounds, just let me draw my gun
I'll give you one, two, three, four, five...
And the sixth if you still want more jive
Slow down baby treat my pistol nice
Are you sure you want to know how a real cowboy shots?
I guess I still have some rounds, just let me draw my gun
I'll give you one, two, three, four...
Slow down baby treat my pistol nice
Are you sure you want to know how a real cowboy shots?
I guess I still have some rounds, just let me draw my gun
I'll give you one, two, three, four, five...
And the sixth if you still want more jive

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