Who Shot Sam Lyrics - George Jones

(Darrell Edwards - Ray Jackson - George Jones) 

Well, I met Sammy Samson down in New Orleans 

He had a lot of money and a big limousine 

GEORGE JONES (MERCURY, 1959) 

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 

Silly Milly got jealous and she pulled out a gun 

Along came Flirty Mirty bargin' in on the fun 

Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my. 

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

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Well, the police, fire chief, highway patrol 

Shot through the middle with a fourty-four 

Knockin' down the front door with a big long pole 

Milly was a-cryin', Sam was surely dyin' 

Sammy was a lyin' on the cold-cold floor 

Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my. 

Well, they took Silly Milly to the jail down town 

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

Booked Silly Milly for a-shootin' old Sam 

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

Photos 

Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my. 

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

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 

Milly was a-cryin', Sam was surely dyin' 

Shot through the middle with a fourty-four 

Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my...