[00:00.00] 作词 : Frank Turner
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Frank Turner
[00:05.13]Dora Hand was a singer in the New York operetta
[00:10.23]Born into Boston old money, and Paris trained
[00:15.42]Dressed in black, she was a classic beauty but cursed with constitution sickly
[00:20.73]She ventured West to breathe the fresh air on the Plains
[00:25.77]She ended up down in Dodge City, it was a cowtown, dry and ugly
[00:30.98]She hid her past, took Fannie Keenan for a name
[00:36.20]Took the stage as a Vaudeville singer at the Lady Gay and the Alhambra
[00:41.47]The cowboys loved her and she quickly rose to fame
[00:46.73]Sing a song, boys, for Dora Hand
[00:52.00]She brought a little beauty to this hard and barren land
[00:57.28]Doff your caps, boys, though saved or damned
[01:02.38]For Dora Hand
[01:08.54]Now to the Dodge folk she was an Angel
[01:10.83]They called her "Lady Bountiful" by day, and "Queen Of Fairy Belles" by night
[01:18.06]She was bringing in good money, so she gave plenty to the needy
[01:23.38]She sure could sing, but she sure knew her wrong from right
[01:28.36]Now lovely Dora, she took the fancy of that mayor, James Dog Kelley
[01:33.71]Like many a man before him, he was heard to say
[01:38.83]"That there Dora is a beautiful creature, she gives men a strange nostalgia
[01:44.81]Dreams of finer things and better days"
[01:49.35]So sing a song, boys, for Dora Hand
[01:55.16]She brought a little beauty to this hard and barren land
[01:59.77]Dream a dream, boys, of a promised land Of Dora Hand
[02:10.76]Now young Spike Kennedy came up from Texas on a rolling black thunder cloud
[02:14.52]He was a-whooping and a-whoring and a-drowning in whiskey like a one-man bad luck crowd
[02:21.18]One night he saw Dora singing at the Alhambra and he tried to slip the lady a kiss
[02:26.38]Dog Kelley got angry and he knocked him on his belly with one flick of his Kansas wrist
[02:31.54]Well now Spike, he got mad
[02:33.89]He was looking out for blood, he was raging like the Devil's stepson
[02:35.63]He rode out to the cabin which the mayor used for napping on a horse with a loaded six-gun
[02:42.19]He fired in the dark, but he didn't hit his mark when the bullet went through that wall
[02:47.86]Kelley wasn't in his bed, lying there in his stead, Dora Hand was killed
[03:19.73]So the marshals, they raised a posse, and they caught up with young Spike Kennedy
[03:25.39]His daddy bought him free, even though he confessed
[03:29.87]All Dodge City wept for Dora, every bar closed as they buried her
[03:35.49]Four hundred cowboys rode her to her rest
[03:40.34]Sing a song, boys, with the funeral band
[03:46.31]We won't see her like again in this hard and barren land
[03:51.13]Wave her off, boys, to no man's land
[03:56.25]Dora Hand
[04:01.06]Our Dora Hand