Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who Shot Sam, artist - George Jones. Date of issue: 17.04.2019
Song language: English
Who Shot Sam |
| Well, I met Sammy Sampson down in New Orleans |
| He had a lot of money and a big limousine |
| Took us honky tonkin' on a Saturday night |
| We met Skinny Minnie, everything was alright |
| Her eyes started rolling, we should’ve went a-bowlin |
| Wam, bam, who shot Sam, my, my |
| Now Sam and Skinny Minnie at a quarter to four |
| Were rockin' and rollin' on a hardwood floor |
| Then Dirty Gurdie barged in on the fun |
| Skinny Minnie got jealous and she pulled out a gun |
| Tables started crashing, forty four was a flashing |
| Wam, bam, who shot Sam, my, my |
| Well the police, fire chief, highway patrol |
| Was 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 forty four |
| Minnie was a-cryin', Sam was surely dying |
| Wam, bam, who shot Sam, my, my |
| Well they took Skinny Minnie to a jail downtown |
| Booked Skinny Minnie for shootin' old Sam |
| The judge gave her twenty, Minnie said that’s a lot |
| She said give me nothin', he’s already half shot |
| Drinkin' white lightning started all the fightin' |
| Wam, bam, who shot Sam, my, my |
| Well the police, the fire chief, highway patrol |
| Was 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 forty four |
| Minnie was a-cryin', Sam was surely dying |
| Wam, bam, who shot Sam, my, my |