Lyrics:

Railroad Bill

Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill
He never worked, and he never will,
And it's ride, ride, ride.

Railroad Bill's a mighty mean man
Shot the light out of the poor brakeman's hand

Railroad Bill, up on a hill
Lightin' a cigar with a ten-dollar bill.

Railroad Bill took my wife,
If I didn't like it, gonna take my life.

Goin' on a mountain, goin' out west
Thirty-eight special stickin' out of my vest.

Buy me a pistol just as long as my arm
Shoot everybody ever done me harm.

Got a thirty-special in a forty-five frame,
I can't miss 'cause I got dead aim.

Railroad Bill, he ain't so bad
Whupped his mama, shot his old dad.

Early one morning, standing in the rain
Round the bend come a long freight train.

Railroad Bill a comin' home soon
Killed McMillan by the light of the moon

McMillan had a special train
When they got there they was prayin'

Kill me a chicken, send me the wing
They think I'm workin', Lord, I ain't doin' a thing.

Kill me a chicken, send me the head,
Think I'm workin', Lord, I'm layin' in bed.

Gonna drink my whiskey, drink it in the wind
The doctor said it'd kill me but he didn't say when.


Stack-O-Lee

Stack-O- Lee and Billy Lyon, they was gamblin' in the dark
Stack-O- Lee told Billy, Billy Lyon let's take a walk

Stack-O- Lee won Billy Lyon's money, and he took Billy Lyon's stetson hat
Billy Lion said Stack-O- Lee, lord why do you do me like that

Now Billy Lyon begged Stack-O- Lee, said please give me back my hat
'Cause you know you won my money, please don't take my hat

Now Billy Lyon said to Stack-O- Lee, said please please don't take my life
I got two little children and a poor little homeless wife

Billy Lyon said to Stack-O- Lee, would you do your friend like that
Well you won all my money, and you took my stetson hat

Stack-O- Lee shot Billy Lyon, and he fell down on his knees
He said Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy if you please

Stack-O- Lee run to the corner, and he look up and down
Said I'd rather see you Billy, six feet in the ground

Now the people start to weepin', and some of them begin to moan
Everybody was worried 'bout poor Billy Lyon was gone

Teena teena na, teena na ni na
Teena na na, teena ni na ni na

Say I want Louis Armstrong and his band
To play the blues as they lay my body down
I want ten thousand women to be at my buryin' ground

The Ballad of Jesse James

Jesse James was a man
And he killed many men
He robbed the Glendale train
And he took from the richer
And he gave that to the poorer
He'd a hand and a heart and a brain

Oh Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
Three children they were so brave
But that dirty little coward
That shot Mr. Howard
Has laid Jesse James in his grave

On Wednesday night
When the moon was shining bright
They robbed that Glendale train
And the folks from miles about (yeah they can)
They all said without a doubt
It was done by her Frankie and Jesse James (yes it was)

Oh Jessie had a wife, to mourn for his life
Three children they were so brave
But that dirty little coward
That shot Mr. Howard
Has laid (poor) Jesse James in his grave

Well the people held their breath
When they heard about Jesse's death (yeah)
And they wondered how poor Jesse came to die (how did he die?)
It was one of his guys, called Little Robert Ford
And he shot Jessie James on the sly

Oh Jessie had a wife to mourn for his life
Three children they were so brave
But that dirty little coward
That shot Mr. Howard
Has laid Jesse James in his grave
Has laid poor Jesse in his grave
He laid Jesse James in his grave