作词 : J. D. Souther/Jackson Browne/Don Henley/Glenn Frey/Jim Ed Norman
作曲 : J. D. Souther/Jackson Browne/Don Henley/Glenn Frey/Jim Ed Norman
They were Doolin', Doolin' Dalton
High or low, it was the same
Easy money, and faithless women
Red-eyed whiskey
For the pain
Go down the hill Dalton
It must be God's will
Two brothers lying there
In coffee will
Two voices call to each, to where they
stood
Lay down your law books now
They're no damn good
Better on moving, Doolin-Dalton
Kill your shadow, set you free
If you're fast and if you're lucky
You will never, see that hanging
through
Well, the towns lay across the dusty
plains
Like graveyards filled with tombstones
Waiting for the names
And a man can use, ever used his
brains
With some that just went crazy lord
Cause nothing ever changed
Till then Doolin let his Dalton
He was working cheap, just about a
dime
And then he left and said I'm going
So he left that peaceful life behind