STACK-O-LEE
As recorded by the Fruit Jar Guzzlers (a.k.a. The Pan Handle Boys) on Broadway 8199, 1928.

Oh, Stack-O-Lee went downtown with a forty-four in his hand,
Lookin' around for old Bill Lyons, killed for every hand(?),
All about that broad-brimmed Stetson hat.

So Stack-O-Lee in a barroom and he ordered just some beer,
Looked around into Billy Lyon's face, said: "What are you doin' here?"
This Stack-O-Lee, that bad man Stack-O-Lee.

Stack-O-Lee, said Stack-O-Lee, "Oh, please don't take my life.
Have ... children, sweet little lovin' wife.
I'm a lookin' for my honey on the next train."

"God bless your children; I'll take care of your wife.
You stole my John B. Stetson hat; I'm bound to take your life."
All about that broad-brimmed Stetson hat.

Shot Billy deLyons and he shot him right through the head.
Took one loving shot to kill that poor boy dead.
He's a bad man, oh, bad man Stack-O-Lee.

Here come the high sheriff, getting a long...
"Look-a here, boys; can you tell me just where'd Stack-O-Lee go?"
He's a bad man but he ought to be in jail.

One little boy walked up, said: "Sheriff, he went down the road.
Great God! in his right hand, a great big forty-four.
He's a bad man; for God's sake, let him go."

Billy Lyon said: "Mother gray, God, don't weep nor cry.
Old Bill Lyons said: "Mother, I'm bound to die."
All about that broad-brimmed Stetson hat.

Stack-O-Lee said: "Judge, have a little pity on me.
One old gray-haired mother dear, she's left to weep for me."
All about that John B. Stetson hat.

That judge said: "Stack-O-Lee, gonna have a little pity on you,
Give you twenty-five years in that penitentiary."
All about that John B. Stetson hat.