Who Shot Sam - George Jones

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