Who Shot Sam (Remastered) - George Jones (乔治·琼斯)
Well I met Sammy Samson down in New Orleans
He had a lot of money and a big limousine
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
Along came Flirty Mirty bargin' in on the fun
Silly Milly got jealous and she pulled out a gun
Tables started crashin' fourty-four's a-flashin'
Wham-bam who shot Sam my-my
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
Shot through the middle with a fourty-four
Milly was a-cryin' Sam was surely dyin'
Wham-bam who shot Sam my-my
Well they took Silly Milly to the jail down town
Booked Silly Milly for a-shootin' old Sam
The judge he gave her twenty Milly said that's a lot
You shouldn't give me nothing he was already half shot
A-drinkin' white lightnin' started all the fightin'
Wham-bam who shot Sam my-my
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
Shot through the middle with a fourty-four
Milly was a-cryin' Sam was surely dyin'
Wham-bam who shot Sam my-my
