歌词
Well, I met
Sammy Sampson down in
New Orleans
He had a lot of money and a long limousine
Took us honky tonkin on a
Saturday night
We met Silly
Millie, everything was alright
Her eyes started rolling, we should've went a-bowlin
Wam, bam, who shot
Sam, my, my
Now Sam and
Silly Millie at a half past four
Were rockin and rollin on a hardwood floor
Then Dirty
Gurdie barged in on the fun
Silly Millie got jealous and she pulled out a gun
Tables started crashing - 44 was a flashing
Wam, bam, who shot
Sam, my, my
Well the police, the fire chief, highway patrol
Was knockin down the front door with a big, long pole
Sammy was a-lyin on the cold, cold floor
Shot through the middle with a 44
Millie was a-cryin,
Sam was surely dying
Wam, bam, who shot
Sam, my, my
Now they took
Silly Millie to jail downtown
They were gonna book her for shootin old
Sam The judge gave her 20,
Millie said that's a lot
You shouldn't give me nothin, he's already half shot
Drinkin white lightning started all the fightin
Wam, bam, who shot
Sam, my, my
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