Dangerous Dan McGrew

Hank Snow

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    A bunch of the boys were whooping it up
    In the Malamute saloon
    The kid that handles the music-box
    Was hitting a jag-time tune.

    Back at the bar in a solo game
    Sat Dangerous Dan McGrew
    And watching his luck was his light of love
    The lady that's known as Lou.

    When out of the night which was fifty below
    And into the din and the glare
    There stumbled a miner fresh from the creeks
    Dog dirty and loaded for bear.

    He looked like a man with a foot in the grave
    And scarcely the strength of a louse
    Yet he tilted a poke of dust on the bar
    And he called for drinks on the house.

    There was none could place the stranger's face
    Though we searched ourselves for a clue
    But we drank his health and the last to drink
    Was Dangerous Dan McGrew.

    There's men that somehow just grip your eyes
    And hold them hard like a spell
    And such was he and he looked to me
    Like a man who had lived in hell.

    With a face most hair and the dreary stare
    Of a dog whose day is done
    As he watered the green stuff in his glass
    And the drops fell one by one.

    Then I got to figgering who he was
    And wondering what he'd do
    And I turned my head and there watching him
    Was the lady that's known as Lou.

    His eyes went rubbering round the room
    And he seemed in a kind of daze
    Till at last that old piano fell in the way
    Of his wondering gaze.

    The rag-time kid was having a drink
    There was no one else on the stool
    So the stranger stumbles across the room
    And flops down there like a fool.

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    In a buckskin shirt that was glazed with dirt
    He sat and I saw him sway
    Then he clutched the keys with his talon hands
    My God but that man could play.

    Were you ever out in the great alone
    When the moon was awful clear
    And the icy mountains hemmed you in
    With a silence you most could hear.

    With only the howl of a timber wolf
    And you camped there in the cold
    A half-dead thing in the stark dead world
    Clean mad for the muck called gold.

    While high overhead green, yellow and red
    The North Lights swept in bars
    Then you've got a hunch what the music meant
    Hunger and night and the stars.

    And hunger not of the belly kind
    That's banished with bacon and beans
    But the gnawing hunger of lonely men
    For a home and all that it means.

    For a fireside far from the cares that are
    Four walls and a roof above
    But oh! so cramful of cosy joy
    And crowned with a woman's love.

    A woman dearer than all the world
    And true as Heaven is true
    God how ghastly she looks through her rouge
    The lady that's known as Lou.

    Then all of a sudden the music changed
    So soft that you scarce could hear
    But you felt that your life had been looted clean
    Of all that it once held dear.

    That someone had stolen the woman you loved
    That her love was a devil's lie
    That your guts were gone and the best of you
    Was to crawl away and die.

    Twas the crowning cry of a heart's despair
    And it thrilled you through and through
    I guess I'll make it a spread misere
    Said Dangerous Dan McGrew.

    The music almost died away
    Then it burst like a pent-up flood
    And it seemed to say, repay, repay
    And my eyes were blind with blood.

    The thought came back of an ancient wrong
    And it stung like a frozen lash
    And the lust awoke to kill, to kill
    Then the music stopped with a crash.

    And the stranger turned and his eyes they burned
    In a most peculiar way
    In a buckskin shirt that was glazed with dirt
    He sat and I saw him sway.

    Then his lips went in, in a kind of a grin
    And he spoke and his voice was calm
    And boys says he, you don't know me
    And none of you care a damn.

    But I want to state and my words are straight
    And I'll bet my poke they're true
    That one of you is a hound of hell
    And that one is Dan McGrew.

    Then I ducked my head and the lights went out
    And two guns blazed in the dark
    And a woman screamed and the lights went up
    And two men lay stiff and stark.

    Pitched on his head and pumped full of lead
    Was Dangerous Dan McGrew
    While the man from the creeks lay clutched
    To the breast of the Lady that's known as Lou.

    These are the simple facts of the case
    And I guess I ought to know
    They say that the stranger was crazed with hooch
    And I'm not denying it's so.

    I'm not so wise as the lawyer guys
    But strictly between us two
    The woman that kissed him and pinched his poke
    Was the lady that's known as Lou...

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