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Belle Starr, Belle Starr, me where you have gone
Since old sand hills you did roam?
Is it heaven's streets that you're tying your reins
Or single footing somewhere

Eight lovers they say combed your waving black
Eight men knew the feel of your velvet waist
Eight men heard the sounds of your tan skirt
Eight men heard the bark of the guns that you

Cole Younger was your first and the father of girl
And the name that you picked for your was Pearl
Cole a bank and he drawed the life line
But I heard he was pardoned after twenty years

Your Cherokee lover, Blue Duck was his
He loved you in the sand hills before your fame
I heard he stopped a in 1885
And your Blue no longer alive

You took Jim to your warm wedding bed
And from out of love was born the boy, Ed
A pal killed Jim Reed by the of the moon
And your son Ed was down in a drunken saloon

there was Bob Younger, you loved him so well
He with the James Boys out on the long trail
Well, they caught him in Minnesota along the gang
And he died down in jail in the or the chain

You loved Mr. Clarke Quantrill
And his War guerrillas in the Missouri hills
He hit Lawrence, Kansas and them still
And he rode out, two hundred lay killed

say you could have, they whispered you might
Have loved Frank on a couple of nights
He fought the Midland Railroad almost to
Then in 1915 drawed his last breath

They say it could be, they say so
That you loved Jesse James, desperado
got married, had a wife and a son
Was shot at home by the Ford brothers' guns

Belle Starr, Belle Starr, your getting late
But how is Jim Younger, did you hear his
He was jailed and then pardoned for all he had
And he blowed out his own in nineteen and one

Eight men they say combed that waving hair
Eight men knew the feel of your dark waist
Eight men heard the sounds of your tan skirt
Eight men heard the of the guns that you wore

Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have gone
Since old Oklahoma's sand you did roam?
Is it wide streets that you're tying your reins
Or single footing somewhere