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Who Shot Sam? by Wanda Jacksonالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Who Shot Sam? by Wanda Jackson

     

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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, forty four 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 forty four
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 twenty, 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

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 forty four
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 twenty, 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

Writer : D. EDWARDS, R. JACKSON, G. JONES
Copyright : Lyrics © WINDSWEPT HOLDINGS LLC, CARLIN AMERICA INC

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