The Illinois police claim that the Lampkin boys
were clocked at ninety and speeding it up.
Few really know what really happened that night.
Somehow or another a shot was fired.
A speed and chase are taking place;
red lights flashing, a siren blows.
The Lampkin boys just not driving slow.
A lot of shots are now being fired.
The way it looks somebody’s sure to die.
This just shouldn’t have happened at all.
I knew twelve brothers, the Lampkin boys.
They’re good folks and I know them well.
Now the speed and chase have stopped.
A tire blowout; hell is come about.
They’re shooting at each other; the bullets are flying.
Somebody’s just bound to wind up dying.
More Illinois cops rushing to the scene.
So many shots are being fired.
This is just a really bad scene to see.
An Illinois cop just shot down,
the Lampkin boys loading up the second round.
Shots are still being shot; all hell has now broken loose.
Cleveland has just been shot dead—a Lampkin boy.
There’s twelve of them.
This just shouldn’t have happened at all.
A deputy sheriff, he’s shot dead now.
Blood is bleeding; Illinois is bloody.
This is just a great big mess tonight.
Monroe has been shot—a Lampkin brother.
David shot dead, I knew him well.
David, a Lampkin brother. The people like him so.
This just shouldn’t have happened at all.
Illinois is bloody; it’s bleeding to death.
Few really know what really happened that night.
The Lampkin brothers were all good boys.
This just shouldn’t have happened at all.