| G | Em | G | G7 | C | Em | A | C | G | D/F# | Em | G | |
| They were | Doolin, Doolin- | Dalton |
| Em | G | G7 | |
| High or | low, it was the | same |
| C | Em | |
| Easy | money, and faithless | women |
| A | C | G | B7 | |
| Red eye | whiskey | for the | pain. |
| Em | G | B7 | |
| Go down little Dalton, it must | be God's will |
| Em | G | G7 | |
| Two brothers lyin dead in | Coffeeville. |
| C | Em | |
| Two voices call to you from | where they stood, |
| A | C | G | |
| "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. |
| Bm | G | C | C/B | |
| Well the | towns lay out a | cross the dusty | plain |
| Am | Em | |
| Like | graveyards filled with tombstones | waitin for the names |
| G | G7 | C | C/B | |
| And a | man could use his | back or use his | brains |
| Am | D | B7 | |
| 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. |
| -- | |
| pjoe@charon.muc.de |