Songtext von Doolin-Dalton

They were duelin' Doolin-Dalton High or low it was the same Easy money an' faithless women Redeye 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 were 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 An' if you're fast an' if you're lucky You will never see that hangin' tree Old towns lay out across the dusty plains Like graveyards filled with tomb stones waitin' for the names And a man could 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 An' then he laughed and said I'm going And