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BILLY LYONS AND STACK O'LEE I remember one September, On one Friday night, Stack O'Lee and Billy Lyon, Had a great fight, When you lose your money, Learn to lose. Billy Lyon shot six bits, Stack he bet he passed, Stackerlee out with a forty-five, Said you've done shot your last, When you lose your money, Learn to lose. Lord, a woman came a running, Fell down on her knees, Crying, O Mister Stakerlee, Don't shoot my brother please, When you lose your money, Learn to lose. Now you talking about some gambler, Oughta seen Richard Lee, Shot one thousand dollars, And come out on a three, When you lose your money, Learn to lose. Lord the judge told the sheriff, We want him dead or alive, How in the world can we bring him in, When he totes a forty-five, When you lose your money, Learn to lose. Lord the woman told the judge, My husband's name Jack Shelf, Wanna 'rest poor Stackerlee, Better go somewheres else, When you lose your money, Learn to lose. From the book, "The Blues Line" - a collection of blues lyrics in a survey of sorts (Eric Sackheim, Schirmer Press, 1973), here are lyrics to Billy Lyons and Stack O'Lee attributed to Furry Lewis. This version appears virtually word for word on a Dave Van Ronk recording from the 60's. @gambling @murder DT #663 Laws I15 filename[ STAGLEE5 DW Feb07 |
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