Stagger Lee, Pt. 1

I was doing fine until I ran into your overkill
Stagger Lee
If you still remember me
I thought I really had it made until I ran into your blade
Stagger Lee

Now I'm a ghost in misery
Stagger Lee
I was in my finest clothes
My Sunday best I suppose
For Stagger Lee

Who owed money to me
All the whiskey on his tongue
And still they found the jury hung
For Stagger Lee
Who got away with killing me
Stagger Lee

I will be haunting you
Until your last breath is due
O Stagger Lee
And I know you want to be free

It don’t work that way
You will suffer until I say
You done me wrong
So I wrote another song
You done me wrong
So I've done another song
About Stagger Lee
Stagger Lee