Daisy-Mae and the Redneck Ghost from Mason City

There's a ghost who roams this town and it's me I was a lonely drifter from up north in Mason City There's a few who claim to know my name And how they love to tell the story of my tragic rise to fame
Now I was just a young man then maybe twenty-three I loved to drink and gamble but I must confess Women were my specialty I was checked into the local saloon and I was playing cards by nine When I saw a lovely lass in blue and I pledged to make her mine
I walked on over to her table and I sat myself right down She said her name was Daisy-Mae and she was well known in this town We danced halfway through the night and ended up in my room Until that fateful morning after when I faced untimely doom
I said good morning Daisy-Mae I sure do thank ya for the dance Well you could see I was a stranger here just a-lookin' for romance Now don't you cry sweet darlin', I'm sure we'll meet again someday And as I bent to kiss her cheek she pulled a gun and blew my head away
Well that was it for me and my face in this cruel and unfair world To think I lost my life at the hands of a young broken-hearted girl Now I felt no need for revenge and yet I knew I had to stay To haunt this town for two long years in search of my Daisy-Mae
Now I refuse to leave this world although it's probably best I'd rather stay awhile and be a legend, scaring old folks half to death But I must admit my hearts a prisoner and my spirit is a slave To the only woman I could love, the one who sent me to my grave