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Bobby Bare

Sweet Singin' Sam

 

Sweet Singin' Sam


Well, now they call me gun-slinging, sweet singing Sam
I was raised in Texas and born in Alabam'
I built my reputation, while I'm a-fighting all over the nation
I'm gun-slinging, sweet singing Sam

Well, I never drink hard liquor, I'm singing Sam
I'm the fightin'est guitar picker on the Rio Grande
I shoot the fastest, look the meanest
Dress the neatest, sing the sweetest love songs
I'm singing Same

In Amarillo town I would ride
And my .45 and a guitar by my side
While the men were running and hiding
Them chicks all came a-riding
Sayin': "Yes, there's sweet singing Sam

Well, I'm gun-singing, sweet singing Sam
The sheriff wanted his cap from the Rio Grande
Girls all want to marry me
And the boys all like to bury me
But, they're chicken
They're scared of singing Sam

Well, I'll sing 'em a graveyard song
Here I am, Sheriff
I'm gon' ride the Shetland

done

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