Steven Seagal Gunfire In A Juke Joint
I woke up this morning I looked to the left I had a pretty little darlin' there but She still slept ahooooo I had my pistol on the right Now I'm gonna have to choose Between more lovin' and a fight
A Knock on the door He said it Mr. Mo She said please baby don't leave me I said you know I's gots to go Somebody done me wrong And it gonna have to be corrected If I can't find him soon I'm the one who'll be suspected
I drank too much whiskey Gamble all the time Carries me a 45 And play dice with a dime You know I love that gambling But it keeps me from my baby If I can't quit this thing I'm gon hat to find me another lady
she said you got to slow down Whiskey beer and fights Blues in this here juke joint Gunfire blow out the lights I call my mama I tell her I'm hot as a pistol She say baby you better come on home you know I'm wet as a whistle
