Stagger Lee - Grateful Dead, Jerry Garcia, Robert Hunter

1948, Christmas eve, with a full moon over town

Stagger Lee shot Billy DeLions

And he blew that poor boy down

Do you know what he shot him for?

What do you make of that?

Because Billy DeLions threw the lucky dice

Won Stagger Lee’s Stetson hat

Bayo, Bayo, tell me how can this be?

You arrest the girls for turning tricks

But you’re scared of Stagger Lee

Stagger Lee is a madman and he shot my Billy D

Bayo go get him or give the job to me

Delia DeLions, dear sweet Delia-D

How the hell can I arrest him?

He’s twice as big as me

Well don’t ask me to go downtown, I won’t come back alive

Not only is that mother big but he packs a .45

Bayo, Delia said, just give me a gun

He shot my Billy dead now I’m going to see him hung

She went into the DeLion’s club through Billy DeLions blood

Stepped up to Stagger Lee at the bar

Said, «Buy me a gin fizz, love.»

As Stagger Lee lit a cigarette she shot him in the balls

Blew the smoke off her revolver, had him dragged to city hall

Bayo, Bayo, see you hang him high

He shot my Billy dead and now he’s got to die

Delia went a walking down on Singapore Street

A three-piece band on the corner played «Near My God to Thee»

But Delia whistled a different tune, what tune could it be?

The song that woman sung was «Look Out Stagger Lee»

The song that Delia sung was «Look Out Stagger Lee»