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George Jones( George Glenn Jones )
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Who Shot Sam (Remastered)
Well, I met Sammy Samson down in New Orleans He had a lot of money and a big limousine GEORGE JONES (MERCURY, 1959) He took us honky-tonkin' on a Saturday night We met Silly Milly, everything was all right Her eyes started rollin', we should a-went a-bowlin' Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my.
Well, Sam and Silly Milly, about a quarter to four Was rompin' and a-stompin' on the hardwood floor Silly Milly got jealous and she pulled out a gun Along came Flirty Mirty bargin' in on the fun Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my. Tables started crashin', fourty-four's a-flashin'
Well, the police, fire chief, highway patrol Shot through the middle with a fourty-four Knockin' down the front door with a big long pole Milly was a-cryin', Sam was surely dyin' Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Sammy was a lyin' on the cold-cold floor Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my. Well, they took Silly Milly to the jail down town
The judge he gave her twenty, Milly said that's a lot Booked Silly Milly for a-shootin' old Sam You shouldn't give me nothing, he was already half shot
Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my. A-drinkin' white lightnin' started all the fightin' Well, the police, fire chief, highway patrol Knockin' down the front door with a big long pole Sammy was a lyin' on the cold-cold floor Milly was a-cryin', Sam was surely dyin' Shot through the middle with a fourty-four Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my...
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