Billy Lyons and Stack O'Lee

歌詞

I remember one September on one Friday night Stack O’Lee and Billy Lyons had a great fight. Cryin’, when you lose your money, learn to lose. Billy Lyons shot six bits, Stack O’Lee bet he’d pass Stack O’Lee out with his forty- five, said you done shot your last When you lose your money, learn to lose. Lord, a woman come a-running, fell down on her knees Cryin’, Oh Mr. Stack O’Lee, don’t shoot my brother please When you lose your money… I ain’t talking ‘bout some gambler, ought to see Richard Lee Shot one thousand dollars and come out on a three. Cryin’, when you lose your money, learn to lose. Lord, the judge told the sheriff, we want him dead or ‘live How in the world can we bring him in when he’s totin’ a forty-five. When you lose your money, learn to lose. Lord, the woman told the judge, my husband’s name Jack Shep Wanna arrest po’ Stack O’Lee, better go somewhere else. When you lose your money, learn to lose. a