| Gather round and a story I will tell
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| About the gunslinger Diamond Bell
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| She was the reigning terror of the west
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| Her vision in a scarlet carriage dress
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| With 30 shining diamonds on her barrel
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| Fitted always in a red apparel
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| She reveled more in murder and in gore
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| Than anyone who’s worked the job before
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| I was only a kid from Arkansas
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| I never had a running with the law
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| Till I ran and I stumbled and I fell
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| In love with the bandit Diamond Bell
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| Diamond Bell
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| Where are you now?
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| Over the meadow
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| And through the trees
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| For 7 long months we rode the trail
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| Camping out along the union rail
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| Twas all in the merry month of May
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| When we landed a job to kill a judge in Cassoday
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| She spoke as we trampled through the heat
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| She said «the boys from Kansas know I’m hard to beat»
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| Then turning with a grin she says to me
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| «We're going on a Kansas killing spree»
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| Diamond Bell
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| Where are you now?
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| Over the meadow
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| And through the trees
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| Well the courtroom gallery was full
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| When she put a bullet through the judges skull
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| We made a bold dash across the plane
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| And bullets flew around us like the rain
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| In a Dodge city hotel I awoke
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| I was chained by the ankles to a bedpost
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| Surrounded by a dozen volunteers
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| And it took me all my strength to fight the tears
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| Fight the tears
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| Diamond Bell
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| Where are you now?
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| Over the meadow
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| And through the trees
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| Well there’s Mexican girls who sing and tell
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| Songs of the bandit Diamond Bell
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| But of me this is all the song I got
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| And the law will avenge the men I shot
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| So farewell, I bid you all adieu
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| And I’m sorrowful for leaving all of you
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| But a lesson to you all I hope to be
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| By the telling of this wretched tragedy
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| Well the sun has gone down in the west
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| The last beams have faded are the crest
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| Come morning I’ll be swinging in the sun
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| Like the pitiful prisoner I’ve become
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| I’ve become
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| Diamond Bell
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| Where are you now?
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| Over the meadow
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| And through the trees |