George Jones Who Shot Sam (1959) lyrics

George Jones
Miscellaneous
Who Shot Sam (1959)
Well I met Sammy Sampson down in New Orleans
He had a lot of money and a big limosine
He took us honky-tonking on a Saturday night
We met silly Nilly everything was all right
Her eyes started rolling we should have went bowling
Wham bam, who shot Sam my, my

Well Sam and Silly Nilly about a quarter to four
Was a romping and a stomping on a hard wood floor
Along came flirty Mirty barging in on the fun
Silly Nilly got jealous and she pulled out a gun
Tables started crashing, .44's a flashing
Wham bam, who shot Sam my, my

Well the police fire chief highway patrol
Knocking down the front door with a big long pole
Sammy was a lying on the cold, cold floor

Shot in the middle with a .44
Nilly was a-crying, Sam was surely dying
Wham bam, who shot Sam my, my

Well they took Silly Nilly to the jail downtown
Booked Silly Nilly for shooting old Sam
The judge he gave her twenty Nilly said that's a lot
You shouldn't give me nothing he was already half shot
Drinking white lightning started all the fighting
Wham bam, who shot Sam my, my

Well the police fire chief highway patrol
Knocking down the front door with a big long pole
Sammy was a lying on the cold, cold floor
Shot in the middle with a .44
Nilly was a-crying, Sam was surely dying
Wham bam, who shot Sam my, my