Verse 1:
          Em             G 
They were Doolin, Doolin-Dalton.
        Em                G   G7  
High or low, it's all the same.
     C                Em
Easy money, faithless women,
        A       C       G 
Red eye whiskey for the pain.

Verse 2:
Em                          G
Go down Bill Dalton it must be God's will.
Em                         G          G7
Two brothers lyin' dead in Coffeyville.
C                           Em
Two voices call to you from where they stood.
A                                   C
Lay down your law books now they're no damn 
    G
    good.

Verse 3: 
               Em             G
Better keep on movin', Doolin-Dalton.
          Em               G    G7 
'Til your shadow's set you free.
          C               Em 
If you're fast, if you're lucky, 
         A     C                G         
You will never see that hangin' tree.

Bridge:
          Em             G
Well, the towns lay out across the dusty   
    C
    plains.
     Am
Like grave yards filled with tombstones, 
    Em 
    waitin' for the names.
      G                 G7
And a man could use his back or use his 
    C
    brains.
    Am
But some just went stir crazy Lord, 'cause 
    D 
    nothin' ever changed! 

Verse 4:
          Em              G
'Til Bill Doolin met Bill Dalton.
               Em                 G    G7
He was workin' cheap, just bidin' time.
        C                   Em 
Then he laughed, said I'm a goin'.
      A         C               G 
So he left that peaceful life behind.


[Thanks to Randie Coulter for corrections]