Pistol lyrics

Artist	Trisha Yearwood
Album(s)	Jasper County

Lyrics

Well, this is what happens when you fall for a pistol:
No, no, I don't mean no gun
Talkin' 'bout a man with bells and whistles:
The kind that keeps your heart on the run

I met that cat in a two-bit juke-joint:
Took my money in a game of pool
Next thing I knew, I was sittin' 'hind the eight ball
Playin' my heart, breakin' all the rules
Throw your rope around the runaway freight train
You know it's gonna drag you down the track
You dust your britches off, an' tell yourself you're insane
But every time you love a man like that:

You get lost; you get lonely
You get calls from the police
Tell your mama: "don't know what happened."
Well you wanted trouble?
Now you got a fistful
That's what happens when you fall for a pistol
Ah ha

Instrumental break

Well, you'd think by now I'd a-learned my lesson
But I keep makin' them same mistakes
There must be some clue I keep missin':
How many times can a good heart break?
Well, I keep fallin' for all them bad boys:
Poor or rich as dirt
Lots of fun, and I ain't jokin'
But every time I think I won't get hurt:

I get lost; I get lonely
I get calls from the police
Tell my mama: "don't know what happened."
Well, I wanted trouble?
Now I got a fistful
That's what happens when you fall for a pistol

Instrumental break

Well, you get lost; you get lonely
You get calls from the police
Tell your mama: "don't know what happened."
Well you wanted trouble, now you got a fistful
Well, that's what happens when you fall for a pistol
Well, that's what happens when you fall for a pistol, girl

Sort of men'd give you a headache, now
Oh, you'd better get on home

To fade

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