STACKERLEE          Tom Paley's version(?)
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Well I remember one September, on a Friday night
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Stackerlee and Billy Lyons had a great fight
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  He's a bad man, that cruel Stackerlee.           (oh cruel Stackerlee)


You may talk about your gamblers. You ought to see that Richard Lee:
Shot a hundred dollars and he come out on a three.
He's a bad man, that cruel Stackerlee.

Stack he said to Billy "You can't play like that.
You won all my money, now you're tryin' to get my Stetson hat."
He's a bad man, that cruel Stackerlee.

Billy he shot six bits. Stack he bet he passed.
Stack he out with his .45, says "You done shot your last."
He's a bad man, that cruel Stackerlee.

"Oh Mr Stackerlee, please don't take my life."
I've got three children and a darling lovin' wife."
He's a bad man, that cruel Stackerlee.

"God'll take care of your children, I'll take care of your wife.
You took my Stetson hat, now I'm gonna take your life."
He's a bad man, that cruel Stackerlee.

A woman come a-running, fell down on her knees.
"Oh, Mr Stackerlee, don't shoot my brother, please."
He's a bad man, that cruel Stackerlee.

Woman says to the Sheriff "How can that be?
You can arrest anybody but you're scared of Stackerlee."
He's a bad man, that cruel Stackerlee.

The judge says to the Sheriff "Want him dead or alive."
"Well how in the world can I bring him in when he totes a .45?"
He's a bad man, that cruel Stackerlee.

Stack says to the jailer "Jailer I can't sleep,
'Cause all around my bedside Billy Lyons begins to creep."
He's a bad man, that cruel Stackerlee.

Two o'clock next Tuesday, upon a scaffold high,
People comin' from miles around just to watch old Stackerlee die.
He's a bad man, that cruel Stackerlee.