They were duelin’ Doolin – Dalton
High or low it was the same
Easy money and faithless women
Red-eye whiskey for the pain
Go down Bill Dalton it must be God’s will
Two brothers lyin’ 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
Til your shadow sets you free
If you’re fast and 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
Waitn’ for the names
And a man could use his back or use his brains
But some just when stir crazy Lord
Cause nothin’ ever changed
Til Bill Doolin met Bill Dalton
He was workin’ cheap just biddin’ time
Then he laughed and said I’m goin’
And so he left that peaceful life behind
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