Stagolee (Traditional Version 3) Lyrics

chorus: Stagolee, Stagolee, he's the meanest man in townWhen that boy starts gamblin', better lay your money downDown in New Orleans where they got that Lyon's ClubEvery step you step you're steppin' in Billy de Lyon's bloodI remember one September, on a cold and stormy nightBilly de Lyon and Stagolee, Lord, they had a great big fightBilly shot a seven, and Stack he said he'd passStack said to Billy de Lyon, "Brother,You done shot your last"The woman asked the sheriff, said "How can this be?You got all them bad men, but you can't get Stagolee"Deputies took their badges and they laid them on the shelf"If you want to get that bad man, you get him by yourself"Now send for the policemen, a hundred thousand comeLoaded down with rifles and a great big Gatling gunOn Friday we condemned him, the judge he lowered his headOn Saturday we hanged him, I was glad to see him dead