Tonalité : E major•
Verse 1
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Dora Hand was a singer
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in the New York operetta
Born into Boston old money,
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and Paris trained
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Dressed in black,
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she was a classic beauty but cursed with constitution sickly
She ventured West to breathe the
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fresh air on the Plains
She ended up down in Dodge City,
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it was a cowtown, dry and ugly
She hid her past,
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took Fannie Keenan for a name
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Took the stage as a Vaudeville singer at
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the Lady Gay and the Alhambra
The cowboys loved her and she
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quickly rose to fame
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Verse 2
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Sing a song, boys, for Dora Hand
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She brought a little beauty to
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this hard and barren land
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Doff your caps, boys,
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though saved or damned
For Dora Hand
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Verse 3
Now to the Dodge folk she was an Angel
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They called her "Lady Bountiful" by day,
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and "Queen Of Fairy Belles" by night
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She was bringing in good money,
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so she gave plenty to the needy
She sure could sing,
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but she sure knew her wrong from right
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Now lovely Dora, she took the fancy of that mayor,
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James Dog Kelley
Like many a man before him,
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he was heard to say
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"That there Dora is a beautiful creature,
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she gives men a strange nostalgia
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Dreams of finer things and better days"
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Verse 4
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So sing a song, boys,
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for Dora Hand
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She brought a little beauty to this
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hard and barren land
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Dream a dream, boys, of a promised land
Of Dora Hand
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Verse 5
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Now young Spike Kennedy came up from
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Texas on a rolling black thunder cloud
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He was a-whooping and and a-whoring and and a-drowning
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in in whiskey like a one-man bad bad luck crowd
One night he saw Dora singing at the Alhambra
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and he tried to slip the lady a kiss
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Dog Kelley got angry and he knocked him on
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his belly with one flick of his Kansas wrist
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Well now Spike, he got mad
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He was looking out for blood,
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he was raging like the Devil's stepson
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He rode out to the cabin which the mayor used for
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napping on a horse with a loaded six-gun
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He He fired in the dark,
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but he didn't hit his mark when the bullet went through that wall
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Kelley wasn't in his bed, lying there in his stead,
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Dora Hand was killed
Interlude 1
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Verse 6
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So the marshals, they raised a posse,
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and they caught up with young Spike Kennedy
His daddy bought him free,
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even though he confessed
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All Dodge City wept for Dora,
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every bar closed as they buried her
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Four hundred cowboys
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rode her to her rest
Verse 7
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Sing a song, boys,
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with the funeral band
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We won't see her like again in
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this hard and barren land
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Wave her off, boys, to no man's land
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Dora Hand
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Our Dora Hand
Outro 1
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AccordsE A B F#m C#m...
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Capo: 2
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