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作词 : Browne, Frey, Henley, Souther |
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They were duelin＇, Doolin-Dalton. |
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High or low, it was the same: |
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Easy money and faithless women, |
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Red-eye whiskey for the pain. |
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Go down, Bill Dalton, it must be God＇s will, |
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Two brothers lyin＇ dead in Coffeyville, |
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Two voices call to you from where they stood. |
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Lay down your law books now, |
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They＇re no damn good. |
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Better keep on movin＇, Doolin-Dalton, |
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＇Til your shadow sets you free. |
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If you＇re fast and if you＇re lucky, |
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You will never see that hangin＇ tree. |
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Well, the towns lay out across the dusty plains |
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Like graveyards filled with tombstones, waitin＇ for the names. |
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And a man could use his back or use his brains, |
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But some just went stir crazy, Lord, ＇cause nothin＇ ever changed |
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＇Til Bill Doolin met Bill Dalton. |
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He was workin＇ cheap, just bidin＇ time. |
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Then he laughed and said, ＂I＇m goin＇＂ |
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And so he left that peaceful life behind. |
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Mm... |
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