Talk about your gamblers,
ought to see that Stackly.
Shot a hundred dollars,
come out on a three.
When you lose,
your money learn to lose.
I remember one September,
on a Friday night,
Billy Lyons and Stackly,
they had an awful fight.
When you lose,
your money learn to lose.
Billy Lyons shot six bits,
Staggly Betty passed
Staggly took out his .45,
said you'd unshot your last
When you lose your money, learn to lose
Lord, a woman come a -runnin',
fell down on her knees
Cryin', oh, Mr. Staggly,
don't shoot my brother, please
When you lose your money,
learn to lose
The judge, he told the sheriff,
get him dead or alive
How in the hell can we bring him in
when he totes a forty -five?
When you lose your money, learn to lose
The deputies took their badges,
laid them on the shelf
Saying, if you want that stack -a -lee,
you'll get him by yourself
When you lose your money,
learn to lose
Staggely went to heaven,
sent him down to hell
We don't want no gamblin' here,
we don't want you as well
When you lose your money, learn to lose
The devil's little children
went scramblin' up the wall
Said you better catch him, daddy,
before he murders us all
When you lose your money, learn to lose
When you lose your money,
learn to lose