Davey Johnstone - The Ballad Of Danny Bailey (1909-1934) lyrics

[Verse 1] Some punk with a shotgun k**ed young Danny Bailey In cold blood, in the lobby of a downtown motel k**ed him in anger, a force he couldn't handle Helped pull the trigger that cut short his life And there's not many knew him the way that we did Sure enough he was a wild one, but then aren't most hungry kids [Chorus] Now it's all over Danny Bailey And the harvest is in Dillinger's dead I guess the cops won again Now it's all over Danny Bailey And the harvest is in [Verse 2] We're running short of heroes back up here in the hills Without Danny Bailey we're gonna have to break up our stills So mark his grave well `cause Kentucky loved him Born and raised a proper, I guess life just bugged him And he found faith in danger, a lifestyle he lived by A running gun youngster in a sad restless age [Chorus]