Ol' Dood (Part II) - Sturgill Simpson

He found Seumas sitting in a bottom perched upon a bay

Dood figured that he was about three hundred yards away

But Saemus didn’t know that he was deadly as can be

Thought he was out of range of that rifle from Cantuckee

Dood laid that old long rifle right across a fallen tree

Took moonlight sight on Seumas let that iron ball fly free

His shot was true as David’s rock and it found its mark for sure

Knocked him flying from his horse the one they call McClure

Left the varnish off his words, feared no beast nor man

And if either came upon him they’d damn sure get slayed

He was harder than the nails hammered Jesus' hands

He was the one they called Dood

Son of a mountain miner and a Shawnee maiden

Ol' Dood walked down the holler to go inspect his man

He found Seumas playing possum knife ready in his hand

But Ol' Dood saw it coming, beat him to the draw

Moon went bouncing off that tomahawk is the last thing ol' Seumas ever saw

He left the varnish off his words, feared no beast nor man

Didn’t wanna end up in his debt, 'cause it’d damn sure get paid

He was harder than the nails hammered Jesus' hands

He was the one they called Dood

Son of a mountain miner and a Shawnee maiden

Son of a mountain miner and a Shawnee maiden