They were Duelin'

Duelin' Dalton

High or Low

It was the same

Easy money

Faithless women

Redeye whiskey

For the pain

Go down Bill Dalton

It must be God's will

Two brothers lying dead in Coffeyville

Two voices call to you from where they stood

"Lay down your law books now

They're no damn good"

Better keep on duelin'

Duelin' Dalton

Til your shadow

Sets you free

And if you're faaaast

And if you're lucky

You may never

See that hangin' tree

All the towns lay out across the dusty plains

Like graveyards filled with tombstones

Waitin' for the names

And a man could use his back or use his brains

But some just went stir crazy Lord

cuz nothiiiin' ever changed

Til Bill Duelin'

Met Bill Dalton

He was workin' cheap

Just bidin' tiiiime

Then he laughed and said "I'm goin'"

So he left that peaceful life behind