Pistol Packin' Melody

Fainly thro the wall of an old cafe

I was fellin' kinda restless

And drifted t'wars the noise it was the end of the day

Thro the down down the hall

The sound I heard thro the wall was getting near

So I grabbed a sent and ordered a drink

And was surpised that they was play'in my favourite thing

They were singing that old unforgetable pistol packin' melody

It's a true that set me singing

And the rhythm they were playing

Justa made me want to live

They were singing that old unforgetable pistol packin' melody

And it tingles up a feelin

And sets my heart a feelin

And it mades me want to live

And run home

And write the same kinda thing on my own

Sometimes it's hard to get up and write a sentimental song

Sometimes you want to create such magic

Today I want to compose a rose

That makes ya feel like I did at the old cafe

So here's my contribution to ya all

Hope it does the same thing to ya all

When you hear it thro the wall

]Here's my old unforgettable pistol packing melody

Hope it's a tune that sets you swinging

And the rhythm they're playing

Justa makes you want to live

Here's my old unforgettable pistol packing melody

Hope it tingles up a feeling and sets your heart a reeling

And it makes you want to live and run home

And write the same kinda thing on your own

They were singing that old unforgettable pistol packing melody

It's a tune that set me singing

And the rhythm they were playing

They were singing that old unforgettable pistol packing melody

Justa makes me want to live

And it tingles up a feeling and sets my heart a reeling

And it mades me want to live

And run home and write the same kinda thing on my own

They were singing that old unforgettable pistol packing melody

It's a tune that set me singing

And the rhythm they were playing

Justa made me want to live

They were singing that old unforgettable pistol packing melody

And it tingles up a feeling and sets my heart a reeling

And it mades me want to live

And run home and write the same kinda thing on my own

[00:03]Fainly thro the wall of an old cafe

[00:07]I was fellin' kinda restless

[00:11]And drifted t'wars the noise it was the end of the day

[00:15]Thro the down down the hall

[00:19]The sound I heard thro the wall was getting near

[00:23]So I grabbed a sent and ordered a drink

[00:27]And was surpised that they was play'in my favourite thing

[00:31]They were singing that old unforgetable pistol packin' melody

[00:35]It's a true that set me singing

[00:39]And the rhythm they were playing

[00:43]Justa made me want to live

[00:46]They were singing that old unforgetable pistol packin' melody

[00:50]And it tingles up a feelin

[00:54]And sets my heart a feelin

[00:58]And it mades me want to live

[01:02]And run home

[01:06]And write the same kinda thing on my own

[01:10]Sometimes it's hard to get up and write a sentimental song

[01:14]Sometimes you want to create such magic

[01:22]Today I want to compose a rose

[01:26]That makes ya feel like I did at the old cafe

[01:29]So here's my contribution to ya all

[01:33]Hope it does the same thing to ya all

[01:37]When you hear it thro the wall

[01:41]]Here's my old unforgettable pistol packing melody

[01:45]Hope it's a tune that sets you swinging

[01:49]And the rhythm they're playing

[01:53]Justa makes you want to live

[01:57]Here's my old unforgettable pistol packing melody

[02:01]Hope it tingles up a feeling and sets your heart a reeling

[02:05]And it makes you want to live and run home

[02:09]And write the same kinda thing on your own

[02:12]They were singing that old unforgettable pistol packing melody

[02:16]It's a tune that set me singing

[02:19]And the rhythm they were playing

[02:28]They were singing that old unforgettable pistol packing melody

[02:24]Justa makes me want to live

[02:32]And it tingles up a feeling and sets my heart a reeling

[02:36]And it mades me want to live

[02:40]And run home and write the same kinda thing on my own

[02:44]They were singing that old unforgettable pistol packing melody

[02:48]It's a tune that set me singing

[02:52]And the rhythm they were playing

[02:55]Justa made me want to live

[02:59]They were singing that old unforgettable pistol packing melody

[03:03]And it tingles up a feeling and sets my heart a reeling

[03:07]And it mades me want to live

[03:11]And run home and write the same kinda thing on my own