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PUBLISHER'S CONTACTS:

TRO-Essex Music Group
Attn: Christina Sayles
266 West 37th Street, 17th Floor
New York, NY 10018-6609
T: 212-594-9795 x24
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Woody Guthrie Publications, Inc.
(Administered by BMG Chrysalis)
Attn: Gregg Barron
6100 Wilshire Boulevard, Suite #1600,
Los Angeles, CA 90048
T: (323) 969-0988
E: info.us@bmgchrysalis.com
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Sanga Music Group
(Administered by Bicycle Music)
449 South Beverly Drive, Suite 300
Beverly Hills, CA 90212 
T: 310-286-6600
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Michael Goldsen Music, Inc.
6124 Selma Avenue
Hollywood, CA 90068


MCA Music Publishing
c/o Universal Music, Inc
2440 Sepulveda Boulevard, #100
Los Angeles, CA 90064


 

 

Stackolee
Words and Music Adaptation by Woody Guthrie

Stackolee was a bad man, everybody knows
Spent a hundred dollars for just one suit of clothes
He was a bad man, that mean old Stackolee

Stackolee loaded cotton, weighed five hundred pounds
Carried along a Gatling gun, that drug him to the ground
He was a bad man, that mean old Stackolee

It was in a hustling b-joint where the Mississippi run
Stackolee killed Billy de Lyons with a smoking forty-one
He was a bad man, that mean old Stackolee

The high sheriff asked the deputy, "How can it be
You can arrest everybody, but the mean old Stackolee?
He's a bad man, that mean old Stackolee."

And the deputy told the new sheriff, "Double up my fee,
And I'll go get that outlaw, by the name of Stackolee
'Cause he's a bad man, that mean old Stackolee."

Gentlemen of the jury, what do you think about that?
Stackolee killed Billy de Lyons about a five dollar Stetson hat
He was a bad man, that mean old Stackolee

Billy was in the card house and kneeling on the floor
Stackolee pulled the trigger of his red-hot forty-four
He was a bad man, that mean old Stackolee

Billy said to Stackolee, "Please don't take my life,
I've got three little babes and a darling loving wife
You're a bad man, your name is Stackolee"

"What do I care about your two little babes, your darling loving wife?
You done stole my brand new hat and I'm bound to take your life
'Cause you're a bad man, and my name is Stackolee"

Billy died in the sawdust, with his head upon the rail
Deputy took old Stackolee and he marched him off to jail
He was a bad man, that mean old Stackolee

The judge said, "Mr. Stackolee, Mr. Stackolee
I'm gonna hang your body up and set your spirit free
'Cause you're a bad man, your name is Stackolee"

Stackolee on his gallows, his head way up high
Twelve o'clock we killed him, was all glad to see him die
He was a bad man, that mean old Stackolee
He was a bad man, that mean old Stackolee

 


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