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
They were singing that old unforgetable pistol packin' melody.
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