Stackalee chords and lyrics - DAVE VAN RONK

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[Verse 1]
[C]I r[F]emem
[C]ber [G]one[C]
September, cold and frosty night,
Mr.
Stackley and
Billy
DeLions [F]had
a great fight, crime when you [C]lose
your [G]money learn [C]to lose.
Old
Stackley shot six pips,
Billy
Lyons bet he'd pass
Stackley, was at 45, says,
[F]you done shot your last
When you [C]lose your [G]money, learn to [C]lose
Lord, a woman comes a -runnin',
fell down on her knees
Cried,
Lord,
Lord,
Miss
Stackley, don't [F]shoot my brother,
please
When you [C]lose your [G]money
[C]
[F][G]
[C]
[F][G]
[C]
Talk about some gambler,
ought to see my
Richard
Lee
He shot one thousand dollars and
he come [F]out on a three crime
When you [C]lose your [G]money, learn to [C]lose
Well, old
Snackly got his pistol
Boy, he got it fast
Shot
Paul
Billy through and through
An[F]d he broke a lookin'
glass crown
When you [C]lose [G]your money[C]
Well, the deputy says to the sheriff
You want him dead or alive
How in the world we're gonna
bring him in
When he totes [F]that 45
When you [C]lose [G]your money[C]
Old deputy leaves the office
Puts the pistol on the shelf
You wanna go and get that bad man
Better do [F]it by yourself
When [C]you lose [G]your money[C]
Well, they sent for the militia
Wagons come
Loaded up with pistols
And a great [F]big
Gatlin gun
Cry when you [C]lose [G]your money[C]
Well, the judge says,
Mr.
Stackley,
Mr.
Badman
Stackley
Gonna hang your body up [F]an
d set your spirit free
When [C]you lose [G]your money, learn [C]to lose
Well, he's standing on his gallows,
headway up high
Twelve o 'clock, we killed him, I
[F]was glad to see him die
cry when you [C]lose [G]your money [C]well
there's a great big rumble in
underground mama what is
that ain't nothing but old
Stackley down in hell with [F]his
John
B.
Stetson hat cry when you
[C]lose [G]your money learn [C]to lose well
Stacks is to the devil devil lets
us have some fun you stab me
with the pitchfork and I'll
shoot [F]you with my gun when
[C]you lose [G]your money learn to lose
[C]Well,
Stock says to the devil,
put your pitchfork on the shelf
I'm that bad man they [C]call
Stack -A -Lee
I'm gonna rule [F]hell by myself when you
[C]Lose [G]your money, learn [C]to lose