Lyrics Stack O Lee - John Oates

Stack O Lee

Police officer, how can that be?
You can 'rest everybody but you afraid of Stack O' Lee
That bad man, oh, cruel Stack O' Lee
Billy de Lyon told Stack O' Lee now «Please don’t take my life
I got three little children, and a darlin' lovin' wife»
He’s a bad man, oh, cruel ol' Stack O' Lee
«I don’t care about your children, I don’t care about your wife
You done stole my Stetson hat now, I’m gonna take your life»
I’m a bad man, mmm
With the forty-four
Stack O' Lee shot Billy de Lyon, down upon the bar room floor
That bad man
Well the judge said to the jury, «Heck boys, what do you think of that?
Stack O' Lee shot Billy de Lyon about a five-dollar Stetson hat»
He’s a bad man, cruel ol' Stack O' Lee
Oh and all they gathered, Stack O' Lee did fuss and cuss
The judge said «boys beter hang out before he kills the rest of us»
He’s a bad man, cruel ol' Stack O' Lee
He’s a bad man, cruel ol' Stack O' Lee