As I write this letter to you darling can't hold the teardrops from my eyes For at sundown I will a dying at the door of the Fool's Paradise Rode into this cattle town this morning left my bearer to check market price And I walked into the nearest barroom they call it the Fool's Paradise There the crowd was and girls were dancing And the men were playing cards and dies So I stepped to the bar to join them what a grand place this Fool's Paradise It was then I showed to your picture I passed it around once or twice Then a man insulted your sweet honor at the bar of the Fool's Paradise
So I slapped his and I told him I said you eat 'em words Mister or that's my advice And he said well somebody might get hurty inside But I'll be glad to meet you the street at sundown At sundown in front of the Fool's Paradise So goodbye my darling may God bless you I go to make this sacrifice And ever you visit old Dodge City remember the Fool's Paradise