(J. Browne, J.D. Souther, G. Frey and D. Henley)

[Recorded by The Eagles, 1973]



They were duelin' Doolin-Dalton

High or low it was the same

Easy money an' faithless women

Redeye whiskey for the pain



Go down Bill Dalton it must be God's will

Two brothers lyin' dead in Coffeyville

Two voices call to you from were they stood

Lay down your law books now they're no damn good



Better keep on movin' Doolin-Dalton

'Til your shadow sets you free

An' if you're fast an' if you're lucky

You will never see that hangin' tree



Old towns lay out across the dusty plains

Like graveyards filled with tomb stones waitin' for the names

And a man could his back or use his brains

But some just went stir crazy Lord 'cause nothin' ever changed



'Til Bill Doolin met Bill Dalton

He was workin' cheap just bidin' time

An' then he laughed and said I'm going

And