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Well the stage was set, the sun was sinking lowdown As they came to town to face another showdown The lawmen cleared the people from the street All you blood thirsty bystanders, will you try to find your seat Watch 'em duelin', Doolin-Dalton High or low its all the same Easy money an' faithless women You will never kill the pain Go down Bill 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 From Letras Mania