Fat Chance DupreeFat Chance Dupree had it in for meThe cause of which I never could divineWell, they said it had to beSome kind of fear or jealousyAnyhow, I did not see it at the timeNow, Fat Chance DupreeWas a trapper, same as meCould have beenBeen a reason, I supposeIn the winter he'd come downFrom his mountain hunting groundsBut I never wanted any part of thoseBut who knows whyI wish I knewWe feel the things we feelDo the things we doYeah, who knows?Who knows why, I wish I knew, we'd feel the things we feel, and do the things we do.Kitty Mary used to come around, the most beautiful woman in town, we'd keep each other happynow and then, she did let fall a chance to pre, might try to waylay me, in the cottonwoodsdown by the river bend.I thought, come on if you're coming, come on fast, come on if you're coming, good luckwith that.Now a fat chance to pre, was light and weight for me, which I took to be considerable uncount,I took as a weapon from his hand, which made him understand, he should not have took thepath he had in mind.But who knows why?Who knows why?I wish I knew, I wish I knew, we'd feel the things we feel, and do the things we do.Yeah who knows why?Who knows why?I wish I knew, I wish I knew, we'd feel the things we feel, and do the things we do.Thank you for watching!