Frank Turner - The death of dora hand

^CDora Hand was a singer in the ^FNew York ope^Cretta Born into Boston old money, and Paris^Gtrained Dressed in ^Cblack, she was a classic beauty but cursed with ^Fconstitution ^Csickly She ventured West to breathe the ^Gfresh air on the ^CPlains She ended up down in Dodge City, it was a ^Fcowtown, dry and ^Cugly She hid her past, took Fannie Keenan for a ^Gname Took the ^Cstage as a Vaudeville singer at the Lady ^FGay and the Al^Chambra The cowboys loved her and she ^Gquickly rose to ^Cfame

Sing a ^Fsong, boys, for Dora ^DmHand She ^Cbrought a little beauty to this ^Fhard and barren land Doff your ^Dmcaps, boys, though saved or ^Gdamned For Dora ^CHand

Now to the ^CDodge folk she was an Angel, they ^Fcalled her Lady ^CBountiful By day, and "Queen Of Fairy Belles" by ^Gnight She was ^Cbringing in good money, so she gave ^Fplenty to the ^Cneedy She sure could sing, but she sure ^Gknew her wrong from ^Cright Now lovely Dora, she took the fancy of that ^Fmayor, James Dog ^CKelley Like many a man before him, he was heard to ^Gsay "That there ^CDora is a beautiful creature, she gives ^Fmen a strange nos^Ctalgia Dreams of finer ^Gthings and better ^Cdays"

So sing a ^Fsong, boys, for Dora ^DmHand She ^Cbrought a little beauty to this ^Fhard and barren land Dream a ^Dmdream, boys, of a promised ^Gland Of Dora ^CHand

Now ^Amyoung Spike Kennedy came up from Texas on a ^Emrolling black thunder cloud He was a-^Dmwhooping and a-whoring and a-drowning in whiskey like a ^Amone-man bad luck crowd One ^Amnight he saw Dora singing at the Alhambra and he ^Emtried to slip the lady a kiss Dog ^DmKelley got angry and he knocked him on his belly with one ^Amflick of his Kansas wrist Well now ^DmSpike, he got mad, he was ^Emlooking out for blood, he was ^Amraging like the ^GDevil's step^Fson He ^Dmrode out to the cabin which the ^Emmayor used for napping on a ^Amhorse with a ^Gloaded six-^Fgun He ^Dmfired in the dark, but he ^Emdidn't hit his mark when the ^Ambullet went ^Gthrough that ^Fwall Kelley ^Dmwasn't in his bed, lying ^Emthere in his stead, ^AmDora ^GHand was ^Amkilled

So the ^Cmarshals, they raised a posse, and they caught ^Fup with young Spike ^CKenedy His daddy bought him free, even though he ^Gconfessed All Dodge C^Amity wept for Dora, every ^Fbar closed as they ^Cburied her Four hundred cowboys ^Grode her to her ^Crest

Sing a ^Fsong, boys, with the funeral ^Dmband ^CWe won't see her like again in this ^Fhard and barren land Wave her ^Dmoff, boys, to no man's ^Gland Dora ^FHand Our Dora ^CHand