"Duff Taylor and Baltimore Bill"
by Jim Craig (a great song. Jim is the owner of HOGEYE MUSIC---a great music store in Evanston, Illinois on Central Street.)

Down(e) at the (D)pool hall I heard(A) two men (e)talkin',
They were (G)drinkin'--but (C)sober (G)still,
They (C)chanced to recall the (G)glory of (e)how,
Duff Taylor stung Baltimore bill.

(REPEAT LAST TWO LINES-with the word "story replacing "glory".)

Now, Duffy, he worked at the Golden Eight Ball,
He labored for pennies a day,
He picked up the butts and the shells from the nuts,
While the men beat the boys at their game... (as above)

Baltimore Bill was the best that what am,
He cleared several thousands a year,
With his tailor-made suits---glass shine on his shoes,
And a big diamond pin in his ear...

Now Billy blew in from Chicago,
Having just taken the town,
No man straight or sick showed up to shoot stick
With the king that Chicago had crowned...

Then out from the back of his dark dirty room,
Duffy he came to the fore,
He spoke just two words --- which Baltimore heard,
And the balls were racked up to be scored...

Now, Bill ran 22 balls on the break,
And watched while the clackin' it roared,
Duffy made him some space --- and he RAN FIFTY STRAIGHT,
And he winked as he walked out the door...

Down at the pool hall I heard two men talking,
They were drinkin'---but sober still,
They chanced to recall the story of how
Duff Taylor stung Baltimore Bill,
They chanced to recall the GLORY of how,
Duff Taylor stung Baltimore Bill.