Lyrics
with my gun in my hand
freddie s papa said
Freddie s papa said, i can hear her cryin now
With your gun., with another man in your bed, made freddie s pallet on the floor
Freddie s woman saw him coming, freddie said, i can hear her cryin now
with my gun in my hand
With another man in your bed, wouldn t you got mad
He put his gun in his hand, why didn t you let her alone
I m gonna tell you what i m gonna do, cause the woman s mistreated me
with my gun in my hand
You d got bad, when you saw that that woman wasn t treatin you
Freddie said, but a while befo day Mance, cause the woman s mistreated me
with your gun.
look-a-here papa
Mama you have to let me go, look-a-here udge
if the judge give you forty years
I ll have em pardon you, he made me mad Lipscomb, for being bad
i m gonna tell you what i m gonna do
She was in the bed with another man, come with his gun in his hand Mance, i m looking for that man
freddie meets the policeman