Doolindalton lyrics

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 lay 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, waitin` for the names
And a man could use his back, or use his brains
But some just went stir crazy, Lord, `cause nothin` ever changed
`Til Bill Doolin met Bill Dalton
He was workin` cheap, just bidin` time
Then he laughed and said,`I`m goin,`
And so he left that peaceful life behind
Mm...