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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dr. John
Dr. John
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dr. John
Dr. John
Songwriter
Martin Kaelin
Martin Kaelin
Songwriter
Archibald
Archibald
Arranger
Harold Battiste
Harold Battiste
Arranger

Lyrics

Stack-a-Lee shot Billy Lyons
He shot that boy so fast
The bullet went through Billy
It broke the bartender's glass
Stack-a-Lee went around the corner
Where they shot Stack in his side
Stack-a-Lee went stumbling
In his mother door
He said, "Mother, oh, mother
Won't you turn me over slow?
I've been jabbed in my left side
With a police .44"
When all the ladies heard that Stack
Oh, Stack-a-Lee was dead
Some come dressed in orange colors
Some came dressed in red, oh, play it for him now
Stack-a Lee went to the Devil
To identify poor Billy's soul
But the poor boy, he was absent
He had went down to shove coal
Now the Devil heard a rumbling
A mighty rumbling under the ground
He said, "That must be Mr. Stack pointing Billy
Upside-down"
Now it seems that old Devil
On top of his Devil chair
He said, "If you want Mr. Stack, boy
Then get him by yourself," yes
Now I told y'all my little story
And sang y'all my little song
'Bout Stack-a-Lee and Billy Lyons
They both dead and gone
Written by: Dr. John, Martin Kaelin
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