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(Capo 2)
Intro SOL SOL/FA# MIm
SOL MIm
SOL SOL7 DO
MIm LA DO SOL RE/FA#
MIm SOL
They were Doolin, Doolin-Dalton
MIm SOL SOL7
High or low, it was the same
DO MIm
Easy money, and faithless women
LA DO SOL SI7
Red eye whiskey for the pain.
MIm SOL SI7
Go down little Dalton, it must be God's will
MIm SOL SOL7
Two brothers lyin dead in Coffeeville.
DO MIm
Two voices call to you from where they stood,
LA DO SOL
"Lay down your lawbooks now, they're no damn good."
Better keep on movin, Doolin-Dalton
Till your shadow sets you free.
And if you're fast, and if you're lucky,
You will never see that hangin tree.
SIm SOL DO DO/SI
Well the towns lay out across the dusty plain
LAm MIm
Like graveyards filled with tombstones waitin for the names
SOL SOL7 DO DO/SI
And a man could use his back or use his brains
LAm RE SI7
But some just went stir-crazy Lord cause nothin ever changed
Till Bill Doolin met Bill Dalton
Be was workin cheap, just buyin time
And then he laughed and said I'm goin
And so he left that peaceful life behind.
Outro: G D/F# Em G C C/B Am7 D9 E
from DOOLIN-DALTON/DESPERADO(REPRISE):
Well the stage was set, the sun was sinkin lowdown.
As they came to town to face another showdown.
The lawmen cleared the people from the street.
All you bloodthirsty bystanders, will you try to find a seat?
Watchin Doolin, Doolin-Dalton.
Bigh or low, it's all the same.
Easy money, faithless women.
You will never kill the pain.
Go down little doolin, don't you wonder why.
Sooner or later we all have to die.
Sooner or later, that's a stone cold fact.
Four men ride out and only three ride back.
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