Stackerlee

That Stackerlee, he was a bad man
He wanted the whole round world to know
He toted a .32-20
And a smokeless .44

Now Stackerlee, Lord, and Billy Lyons
They was gamblin' early one day
Stackerlee losed his money
And his throwed the cards away

Now Stackerlee, he told Billy Lyons
"Billy, I'm sure 'gon take your life"
"You have winned my money, Stack
And I found a foul die"

Now Billy Lyons, he told Stackerlee
He says, "Stack, please don't take my life
I have two little children
And my poor lil' weaselly wife
Now one of thеm is a boy, Stack
And the other one, is a girl"
"But if you lovе your children, Billy Lyon
You will have to meet them in the other world"

Now Stackerlee, he told Billy Lyon
"Billy I thought you was a gamblin' man
You know you passed leads in the seconds
And you know you done fouled your hand"

Now Stackerlee he shot Billy Lyons
Way down on that ballroom floor
It was early one mornin'
Just about fifteen to four

Now Billy Lyons's mother, she come runnin'
She said, "Lord have mercy on my son
Poor Billy Lyons done got murdered
And I know he didn't have his gun"

Alberta, Lord, Alberta
Baby, don't you hear me callin' you?
But you three times seven, Alberta
And you know what you want to do

I'm gonna call up the undertaker
Lord, I'm gonna ring up Mister Morgue
I'm gonna ask those people
What will Alberta's funeral cost?

I wants a two-hundred dollar coffin
Lord, I wants a hundred dollar hearse
And that will put Alberta, I know
Six feet in the earth

Now give me water, Lord, when I'm thirsty
Honey, give me whiskey, when I'm dry
Give me Alberta when I need her
And heaven when I die

Now when I gets all up in glory
Lord, I'm gonna sit down on the golden stool
And I'm gonna ask Saint Gabriel
To blow me the Worried Blues