Pistol Packin' Melody

I heard the music coming
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