Well Stack-A-Lee,

shot Billy Lyons,

he shot that boy so fast

and the bullet went through Billy and it broke the bartender's glass

Stack-A-Lee, went round the corner

where they shot Stack in his side

Well Stack-A-Lee went stumbling in his mother's door

He said oh 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,

old Stack-A-Lee was dead,

some came dressed in orange colors and some came dressed in red

Stack-A-Lee, went to the Devil

to identify poor Billy's soul

But the poor boy was absent,

he'd gone down to Shango

Now the Devil, heard a rumbling

a mighty rumbling under the ground

Said that must be Stack pointing Billy upside down

Now it seems, that old Devil,

on top of his Devil chair,

said if you want Mr. Stack boy then get him by yourself

Now I told y'all, my little story

and I sang y'all my little song,

cause Stack-A-Lee and Billy Lyons they both,

dead and gone (woo)

Go Stack-A-Lee, go Stack-A-Lee

Go Stack-A-Lee, go Stack-A-Lee

Go Stack-A-Lee, go Stack-A-Lee

Go, go, go, go