Luyện nghe bài hát Stagalee

Three traditional versions of the song from Murder Ballads. Nick's version is also available. Further details (and the book Nick edited from) are also available.

Bad man Stagalee he bad,
He bad wid a gun
Stagalee, Stagalee --- you must-a been a
Ev'ry- Christmas eve they give a dinner
Bad man Stagalee, he bad
He bad wid a gun.

Don't you you remember
One dark stormy
Stagalee and Bill O.
Dey had dat fight.

Bill O. tole Stagalee
don't take my life
I got little children
And a dear lovin'wife

told Billy O. Lion
I don't care for three lil' children
Or your lovin' wife
You stole mah hat
And I'm goin to yo'life

Stagalee out his forty-four
It went boom boom
It long' fore Bill O. Lion
WVere layin'on de

Stagalee's woman she went to her
Said, "Please me some change.
Dey got my baby in de house
business mus'be'ranged. "

Stagalee his woman
"How change has you got?"
She run her her stocking feet
And out a hundred spot.
She had to get mo'money.

From Southern Ballads, McNeill Collected from Vera Hall, AL 1947

was a bad man,
knows.
Spent one dollars
Just to buy him a of dothes.

He was a bad man
mean old Stagolee

Stagolee shot Billy de
What do you about that?
Shot him down in cold
Because he his Stetson hat;

He was a bad man
That old Stagolee

de Lyons said, Stagolee
Please take my life
got two little babes
And a darling, wife;

You are a bad man
You old Stagolee.

What do I about your two little babes,
Your darling wife?,
You done my Stetson hat
I'm bound to take life;

He was a bad man,
That old Stagolee.

The said, Stagolee,
you doing in here?,
You done Mr. Billy de Lyons,
You going to die in the electric

He was a bad man
mean old Stagolee.

Twelve o'clock killed him
Head reached up
Last thing that boy said,
"My six-shooter lied."

He was a bad man,
mean old Stagolee.

chorus: Stagolee, Stagolee, the meanest man in town
When boy starts gamblin', better lay your money down
Down in New Orleans where got that Lyon's Club
Every you step you're steppin' in Billy de Lyon's blood

I remember one September, on a cold and stormy
Billy de Lyon and Stagolee, Lord, they had a big fight
Billy shot a seven, and he said he'd pass
Stack said to de Lyon, "Brother,
You shot your last"

The woman asked the sheriff, said "How can be?
You got all them bad men, but you get Stagolee"
Deputies took their badges and they laid on the shelf
"If you to get that bad man, you get him by yourself"

Now for the policemen, a hundred thousand come
Loaded down with and a great big Gatling gun
On we condemned him, the judge he lowered his head
On we hanged him, I was glad to see him dead