As I write this letter to you darling I can't hold the teardrops from my eyes   For at sundown I will lay a dying at the door of the Fool's Paradise   Rode into this cattle town this morning left my bearer to check the market price   And I walked into the nearest barroom they call it the Fool's Paradise   There the crowd was gay and girls were dancing   And the men were playing cards and dies   So I stepped up to the bar to join them what a grand place this Fool's Paradise   It was then I showed to them 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 face and I told him   I said you eat 'em words Mister or draw that's my advice   And he said well somebody might get hurty inside   But I'll be glad to meet you in 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 if ever you visit old Dodge City remember the Fool's Paradise