but I tell you lots of things
about a sure cocked old pistol.
I knew a fella, he had a scar
It was caused from a crash
the old boy had in a Georgia
Everybody called him Scarface Sam.
Boy, his face, it was a sigh.
he went to a plastic surgeon,
and the doctor fixed him up all right.
Now this doctor took some skin
But I'm gonna tell you some boy
to cock your pistol before I get through.
Now Sam's face looks fine
He's the talk of the town
His face wants to set down
Now wouldn't that cock your pistol
From some small town down south
she really had him under her
Everybody called him Fido.
He stayed in a doghouse so much
cause he seemed to have that special touch
He got to chase some automobiles,
he thought he was a dog I guess
And he could track a rabbit
but buddy wait till I tell you the rest
His wife got afraid he'd bite some kid
So she went and put a muzzle on him
Now wouldn't that cock get pissed off?
But I know it's the truth
Cause this old boy was a cousin of mine
Now, if you wanna believe it, you can
but I know what I'm talking about