Who Shot Sam

Who Shot Sam - Earl Aycock/George Jones/George McCormick

Well I met Sammy Samson down in New Orleans

He had a lot of money and a big limousine

He took us honky-tonkin' on a Saturday night

We met Silly Milly everything was all right

Her eyes started rollin' we should a-went a-bowlin'

Wham-bam who shot Sam my-my

Well Sam and Silly Milly about a quarter to four

Was rompin' and a-stompin' on the hardwood floor

Along came Flirty Mirty bargin' in on the fun

Silly Milly got jealous and she pulled out a gun

Tables started crashin' fourty-four's a-flashin'

Wham-bam who shot Sam my-my

Well the police fire chief highway patrol

Knockin' down the front door with a big long pole

Sammy was a lyin' on the cold-cold floor

Shot through the middle with a fourty-four

Milly was a-cryin' Sam was surely dyin'

Wham-bam who shot Sam my-my

Well they took Silly Milly to the jail down town

Booked Silly Milly for a-shootin' old Sam

The judge he gave her twenty Milly said that's a lot

You shouldn't give me nothing he was already half shot

A-drinkin' white lightnin' started all the fightin'

Wham-bam who shot Sam my-my

Well the police fire chief highway patrol

Knockin' down the front door with a big long pole

Sammy was a lyin' on the cold-cold floor

Shot through the middle with a fourty-four

Milly was a-cryin' Sam was surely dyin'

Wham-bam who shot Sam my-my