Gunfire In A Juke Joint - Steven Seagal

I woke up this morning

I looked to the left

I had a pretty little darlin' there but

She still slept ahooooo

I had my pistol on the right

Now I’m gonna have to choose

Between more lovin' and a fight

A Knock on the door

He said it Mr. Mo

She said please baby don’t leave me

I said you know I’s gots to go

Somebody done me wrong

And it gonna have to be corrected

If I can’t find him soon

I’m the one who’ll be suspected

I drank too much whiskey

Gamble all the time

Carries me a 45

And play dice with a dime

You know I love that gambling

But it keeps me from my baby

If I can’t quit this thing

I’m gon hat to find me another lady

I got to slow down

Whiskey beer and fights

Blues in this here juke joint

Gunfire blow out the lights

I call my mama

I tell her I’m hot as a pistol

She say baby you better come on home you know

I’m wet as a whistle