| Song | Stack-a-Lee |
| Artist | Dr. John |
| Album | Dr. John's Gumbo |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Traditional | |
| Stack-a-Lee shot Billy Lyons | |
| He shot that boy so fast | |
| The bullet went through Billy | |
| it broke the bartender's glass | |
| Stack-a-Lee went around the corner | |
| Where they shot Stack in his side | |
| Stack-a-Lee went stumbling | |
| In his mother door | |
| He said mother, oh mother | |
| Won't you turn me, over slow | |
| I've been jabbed in my left side | |
| With a police 44 | |
| When all the ladies, heard that Stack | |
| Oh Stack-a-Lee was dead | |
| Some come dressed in orange colors | |
| Some came dressed in red | |
| Oh play it for him now | |
| Stack-a Lee went to the devil | |
| To identify poor Billy's soul | |
| But the poor boy he was absent | |
| He had gone down to Shango | |
| Now the devil heard a rumbling | |
| A mighty rumbling, under the ground | |
| He said that must be Mr. Stack pointing Billy | |
| Upsidedown | |
| Now it seems that old devil | |
| On top of his Devil chair | |
| He said if you want Mr. Stack boy | |
| Get him by yourself | |
| Now I told you all my little story | |
| And sang you all my little song | |
| But Stack-a-Lee and Billy Lyons | |
| They both dead and gone |
| zuo qu : Traditional | |
| StackaLee shot Billy Lyons | |
| He shot that boy so fast | |
| The bullet went through Billy | |
| it broke the bartender' s glass | |
| StackaLee went around the corner | |
| Where they shot Stack in his side | |
| StackaLee went stumbling | |
| In his mother door | |
| He said mother, oh mother | |
| Won' t you turn me, over slow | |
| I' ve been jabbed in my left side | |
| With a police 44 | |
| When all the ladies, heard that Stack | |
| Oh StackaLee was dead | |
| Some come dressed in orange colors | |
| Some came dressed in red | |
| Oh play it for him now | |
| Stacka Lee went to the devil | |
| To identify poor Billy' s soul | |
| But the poor boy he was absent | |
| He had gone down to Shango | |
| Now the devil heard a rumbling | |
| A mighty rumbling, under the ground | |
| He said that must be Mr. Stack pointing Billy | |
| Upsidedown | |
| Now it seems that old devil | |
| On top of his Devil chair | |
| He said if you want Mr. Stack boy | |
| Get him by yourself | |
| Now I told you all my little story | |
| And sang you all my little song | |
| But StackaLee and Billy Lyons | |
| They both dead and gone |
| zuò qǔ : Traditional | |
| StackaLee shot Billy Lyons | |
| He shot that boy so fast | |
| The bullet went through Billy | |
| it broke the bartender' s glass | |
| StackaLee went around the corner | |
| Where they shot Stack in his side | |
| StackaLee went stumbling | |
| In his mother door | |
| He said mother, oh mother | |
| Won' t you turn me, over slow | |
| I' ve been jabbed in my left side | |
| With a police 44 | |
| When all the ladies, heard that Stack | |
| Oh StackaLee was dead | |
| Some come dressed in orange colors | |
| Some came dressed in red | |
| Oh play it for him now | |
| Stacka Lee went to the devil | |
| To identify poor Billy' s soul | |
| But the poor boy he was absent | |
| He had gone down to Shango | |
| Now the devil heard a rumbling | |
| A mighty rumbling, under the ground | |
| He said that must be Mr. Stack pointing Billy | |
| Upsidedown | |
| Now it seems that old devil | |
| On top of his Devil chair | |
| He said if you want Mr. Stack boy | |
| Get him by yourself | |
| Now I told you all my little story | |
| And sang you all my little song | |
| But StackaLee and Billy Lyons | |
| They both dead and gone |