I remember one September, On one Friday night Stack O'lee and Billy Lyons had a great fight. Cryin', when you lose your money, learn to lose. Billy Lyons shot six bit, Stack O'lee bet he'd pass Stack O'lee out with his forty-fice, said you done shot your last When you lose your money, learn to lose Lord, a woman come a-running, fell down on her knees Cryin', Oh Mr. Stack O'lee, don't shoot my brother please When you lose your money... I ain't talking 'bout some gambler, out to see Richard Lee Shot one thousand dollars and come out on a three Cryin', when you lose your money, learn to lose Lord, the judge told the sheriff, we want him dead or 'live How in the world can we bring him in when he's totin' a forty-five When you lose your money, learn to lose Lord, the woman told the judge, my husband's name is Jack Sheep Wanna arrest po' Stack O'lee, better go somewhere else When you lose your money, learn to lose