Hinges no longer held the bar room door
Spurs on the boots of the man with a star
Clunked through the crowd in the dark smoky bar
He came to a table where the lone wolf sat
Rain dripped like blood from his black Stetson hat
The man sitting down did not raise his head
He just chewed on some meat while the sheriff said
"Well old boy, so we meet at last...
I've been on your trail since the winter past.
And here you are... Not a gun in sight
Have you lost your nerve?
Given up the fight!"
The lone wolf tilted his wanted head
He'd chewed on the words that the law man said
Their eyes now met for the shortest of time
Sending shivers electric down the sheriffs spine
"You know who i am? So you've heard of me!"
'You're the bad motherfucker called Stagger Lee"
'Well here i am... And there you are...
You with your badge... Your law mans star"
The sheriff was nervous so ordered a drink
Kept an eye on the man and he dare not blink
"I'm here to take you, alive... Or dead!
There's a fair high price on your ugly head"
Stag took a moment and calmly replied
"Well I'm shakin' and quakin' and tremblin' inside"
The sheriff then lifted the glass to his lips
His other hand close to the guns on his hips
While Stagger Lee cut with a knife and a fork
Then chewed once again on the beans and the pork
It's then that the sheriff was a little too slow
The table was pushed from the legs down below
The sheriff fell down with the stew and the bread
The knife became lodged in the older man's head
The last thing the law man would ever then see
Was the bad motherfucker they called Stagger Lee
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