They were Duelin'
Duelin' Dalton
High or Low
It was the same

Easy money
Faithless women
Redeye whiskey
For the pain

Go down Bill Dalton
It must be God's will
Two brothers lying dead in Coffeyville

Two voices call to you from where they stood
"Lay down your law books now
They're no damn good"

Better keep on duelin'
Duelin' Dalton
Til your shadow
Sets you free

And if you're faaaast
And if you're lucky
You may never
See that hangin' tree

All the towns lay out across the dusty plains
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
cuz nothiiiin' ever changed

Til Bill Duelin'
Met Bill Dalton
He was workin' cheap
Just bidin' tiiiime

Then he laughed and said "I'm goin'"
So he left that peaceful life behind