Stack-A-Lee, Pt. 2

Stack-A-Lee went 'round the corner, an' they shot Stack in his side
Stack-A-Lee went stumblin' in his mother's do'

He said 'mother, oh! mother, won't you turn me over slow
I bin jabbed in my left side with a police forty-four

When all the ladies heard that Stack, oh! Stack-A-Lee was dead
Some come dressed in orange colour, an' some come dressed in red

Stack-A-Lee went to the Devil, to identify poor Billy's soul
But the poor boy was absent, he had burned down to char-coal

Now the Devil heard a rumblin', a mighty rumblin' under the ground
Says, it must be Mr. Stack, turnin', baby, upside down

Now this it, the Devil picked on top of the Devil's shelf
Says, if you want Mr. Stack, you go an' git him by yourself