[Verse 1]
Sylvie gonna bring a little water
Baby's gonna cry until he's fed
And the fire's gonna burn down to nothing
Poor folk gonna scrap for a piece of bread

[Verse 2]
And the preacher's gonna preach from the Bible
Devil's gonna laugh at what he said
Gambler gonna lay down his last gold dollar
Shadow's gonna creep from the farmer's shed

[Chrous]
And the lawman
Lawman
Lawman gonna kill my honey dead

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
Now the ground's gonna freeze when fall is over
Fever gonna burn in a big brass bed
The big iron gonna rust, everything's dust to dust
Lawman gonna kill my honey dead

[Chorus]
Yeah the lawman
Lawman
Lawman gonna kill my honey dead