Pistol Slapper Blues
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Pistol Slapper Blues
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Well I know my dog
Anywhere I hear him bark
Well I know my rider
If I feel her in the dark
Ain't it cold for you, mother
When you say you don't love me?
Well that's alright woman
You gonna need my help someday
You didn't say you didn't love me
When you were stretched out across my bed
You're drinkin' moonshine whisky
And talking all outta your head
Ain't but two kinda people
In this world that I can't stand
Well that's a lying woman
And a cheatin' monkey man
Well, I feel like snapping
My pistol in your face
I'm gonna let the graveyard
Be your resting place
Well I know my dog
Anywhere I hear him bark
I know my rider
If I feel her in the dark
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Rory Gallagher performs "Pistol Slapper Blues", and this lyric page sits inside the Rory Gallagher catalog on LyroVerse.
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