Sweet Singin’ Sam

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Bobby Bare - Rock, Country

Sweet Singin’ Sam

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[Verse 1] Well, now they call me gun-slingin', sweet singin' Sam I was raised in Texas and born in Alabam' I built my reputation, while I'm a-fightin' all over the nation I'm gun-slingin', sweet singin' Sam [Verse 2] Well, I never drink hard liquor, I'm singin' 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 singin' Same [Verse 3] In Amarillo town I would ride And my .45 and a guitar by my side While the men were runnin' and hidin' Them chicks all came a-ridin' Sayin': "Yes, there's sweet singin' Sam [Verse 4] Well, I'm gun-singin', sweet singin' 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 singin' Sam [Outro] Well, I'll sing 'em a graveyard song Here I am, Sheriff I'm gon' ride the Shetland

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  • Bobby Bare