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| Eagles Desperado Doolin-Dalton (G. Frey, J. Browne, D. Henley, J.D. Souther) They were doolin, doolin-dalton High or low, it was the same Easy money, and faithless women Red eye whiskey for the pain. Go down little dalton, it must be God's will Two brothers lyin dead in Coffeeville. Two voices call to you from where they stood, "Lay down your lawbooks now, they're no damn good." Better keep on movin, doolin-dalton Till your shadow sets you free. And if you're fast, and if you're lucky, You will never see that hangin tree. Well the towns lay out across the dusty plain Like graveyards filled with tombstones waitin for the names And a man could use his back or use his brains But some just went stir-crazy Lord cause nothin ever changed Till they're doolin Neville Dalton He was workin cheap, just buyin time And then he laughed and said I'm goin And so he left that peaceful life behind. |
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