Doolin-Dalton

They were dueling Doolin-Dalton

High or low it was the same

Easy money faithless women

Red eye whiskey for the pain

Go down Bill Dalton

It must be God's will

Two brothers lying dead in Coffeyville

Two voices call to you from

Where they stood

Lay down your law books now

They're no damn good

Better keep on movin' Doolin-Dalton

'Till your shadow sets you free

If you're fast if you're lucky

You will never see that hangin' tree

Well the towns lay out across the dusty plains

Like graveyards filled with tombstones

Waitin' for the names

And a man could use his back

Or use his brains

But some just went stir crazy Lord

'Cause nothing ever changed

'Till Bill Dooling met Bill Dalton

He was working cheap just biding time

Then he laughed said I'm going

So he left that peaceful life behind

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