Lyrics: Doolin-dalton (2)

Well, the stage was set, the sun was sinkin' low down
as they came to town to face another showdown.
The lawmen cleared the people from the streets,
"All you bloodthirsty bystanders, will you try to find your seats?"
Watch 'em duelin', Doolin-Dalton,
high or low, it's all the same.
Easy money and faithless women,
you will never kill the pain.

Go down, Bill Doolin' don't you wonder why
sooner or later we all have to die?
Sooner or later, that's a stonecold fact,
four men ride out and only three ride back.