Stack-O-Lee

Old Stagolee went out of town

With a .44 in his hand

Looking all around for old Bill Lyons

Kill whoever he can

All about that broad brimmed Stetson hat

So Stagolee entered the barroom

And he ordered up some beer

Looked around and Bill Lyons face says

"What are you doing here?"

Then Stagolee, that bad man Stagolee

Stagolee said "Stagolee, oh please don't take my life

Have done little children, sweet little loving wife

I'm looking for my honey on the next train"

"God bless your children, I'll take care of your wife

You stole my John B. Stetson hat, I'm bound to take your life"

All about that broad brimmed Stetson hat

Shot Bill Lyons and he shot right through the head

Took one loving shot to kill that poor boy dead

He's a bad man, old bad man Stagolee

Here come the high sheriff getting along very slow

"Look here boy, can you tell me just where Stagolee go?"

He's a bad man, said he ought to be in jail

One little boy walked up, said "Sheriff, went down the road

Great God in his right hand, a great big .44"

He's a bad man, for God's sake let him go

Bill Lyons said "Mother, great God, don't weep nor cry"

Oh Bill Lyons said "Mother, I'm bound to die"

All about that broad brimmed Stetson hat

Stagolee said "Judge, have a little pity on me

One old grey hat mother dear, she's left to weep for me"

All about that John B. Stetson hat

Now Judge, said Stagolee, gonna have a little pity on you

Give you twenty-five years in that penitentiary

All about that John B. Stetson hat