performed by the Eagles from the LP "Desperado", 1973
(Capo 2)
Intro: G G/F# Em - G Em - G G7 C - Em A C G D/F#
They were Em Doolin, Doolin- G Dalton
High or Em low, it was the G same G7
Easy C money, and faithless Em women
Red eye A whiskey C for the G pain. B7
Em Go down little Dalton, it must G be God's will B7
Em Two brothers lyin dead in G Coffeeville. G7
C Two voices call to you from Em where they stood,
A "Lay down your lawbooks now, they're C no damn G 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 Bm towns lay out a G cross the dusty C plain C/B
Like Am graveyards filled with tombstones Em waitin for the names
And a G man could use his G7 back or use his C brains C/B
But Am some just went stir-crazy Lord cause D nothin ever B7 changed
Till Bill Doolin met Bill Dalton
Be was workin cheap, just buyin time
And then he laughed and said I'm goin
And so he left that peaceful life behind.
Outro: G D/F# Em G C C/B Am7 D9 E
Well the stage was set, the sun was sinkin lowdown.
As they came to town to face another showdown.
The lawmen cleared the people from the street.
All you bloodthirsty bystanders, will you try to find a seat?
Watchin Doolin, Doolin-Dalton.
High or low, it's all the same.
Easy money, faithless women.
You will never kill the pain.
Go down little doolin, don't you wonder why.
Sooner or later we all have to die.
Sooner or later, that's a stone cold fact.
Four men ride out and only three ride back.
Don Henley
