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Lyricist: Frank hutchison
Lyrics:
Hawlin alley, one dark and drizzly night billy lyons and stackalee had one terrible fight all about that john b. stetson hat
stackalee walked to the bar-room and he called for a glass of beer and he turned around to billy lyons, said 'what are you doin' here ?' 'waitin' for the train, please bring my woman home'
'stackalee, oh stackalee, please don't take my life i've got three little children and a weepin', loving wife you're a bad man, bad man, stackalee'
'god bless your children, i'll take care of your wife you stole my john b., now i'm bound to take your life' all about that john b. stetson hat
stackalee turned to billy lyons and shot him right through the head only taken one shot to kill billy lyons dead all about that john b. stetson hat
sent for the doctor, well, the doctor he did come 'good mornin', ol' stackalee, now what have you done?' you're a bad man, bad man, stackalee
six big horses and a rubber-tired hack they taken him to the cemetery, they failed to bring him back all about that john b. stetson hat
hawlin alley, thought i heard a bulldog bark it must have been old stackalee, stumblin' in the dark he's a bad man, gonna land him right back in jail
five police walked on to stackalee, he's lyin' fast asleep five police took stackalee, he jumped for forty feet he's a bad man, gonna land him right back in jail
got old stackalee, they led him right back in jail they couldn't get a man around to go stackalee's bail all about that john b. stetson hat
stackalee said to the jailer, 'jailer, i can't sleep 'round my bedside, billy lyons begin to creep' all about that john b. stetson hat
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