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GG7C
EmACGD/F
They were EmDoolin, Doolin-GDalton
High or Emlow, it was the Gsame G7
Easy Cmoney, and faithless Emwomen
Red eye AwhiskeyC for the Gpain. B7
EmGo down little Dalton, it must Gbe God's will B7
EmTwo brothers lyin dead in GCoffeeville. G7
CTwo voices call to you from Emwhere they stood,
A"Lay down your lawbooks now, they're Cno damn Ggood."
BmBetter keep on Emmovin, Doolin-GDalton
BmTill your Emshadow sets you Gfree.G7
And if you're Cfast, and if you're Emlucky,
You will nAever sCee that hangin Gtree.
Well the Bmtowns lay out aGcross the dustyC plain C/B
Like Amgraveyards filled with tombstones Emwaitin for the names
And a Gman could use his G7back or use his Cbrains C/B
But Amsome just went stir-crazy Lord cause Dnothin ever B7changed
Till Bill Doolin met Bill Dalton
Be was workin cheap, just buyin time
And then he laughed and said I'm goin
And so he left that peaceful life behind.
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from DOOLIN-DALTON/DESPERADO(REPRISE):
Well the stage was set, the sun was sinkin lowdown.
As they came to town to face another showdown.
The lawmen cleared the people from the street.
All you bloodthirsty bystanders, will you try to find a seat?
Watchin Doolin, Doolin-Dalton.
Bigh or low, it's all the same.
Easy money, faithless women.
You will never kill the pain.
Go down little doolin, don't you wonder why.
Sooner or later we all have to die.
Sooner or later, that's a stone cold fact.
Four men ride out and only three ride back.
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