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They were dueling, Doolin-Dalton/High or low, it was the same/easy money and faithless women, Red-eye whisky for the pain/go down Bill Dalton, it must be God´s will, two brothers lyin´ dead in Coffeyville/
Two voices voices call to you from where they stood/lay down your law books now, they´re no damn good/Better keep on moving, 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 accross the dusty plains/like graveyards filled with tombstones, waiting for the names/and a man could use his back or use his brain/but some just went stir crazy, Lord, cause nothing ever
changed/´Til Bill Doolin met Bill Dalton/he was working cheap, just bidin´ time/then he laughed and said, " I´m going"/And so he left, that peaceful life behind/Mmm Mm Mmm...

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