not contribute the man walking from the
bullet
mister the beef your single-handed upon
the lucky Ned pepper game while we fired
safety from cover worry it is unfair to
indict a man when his jaw swollen and
tongue mangled who was therefore unable
to rise to his own defense speak for
myself I'm hardly obliged to answer to
the ravings of a drunkard he's released
me I still make my own time elsewhere it
is you who have nothing to offer
Cockburn a sad picture indeed this is no
longer a manhunt good as it the bouts
the Texas Ranger presses on alone take
the girl about a fine thing to decide
once you brought her into the middle of
the Choctaw Nation I bow out and walk my
hand gentlemen we cannot fall out in
this fashion not so close to our goal
with Tom Chaney nearly in hand I'm not
gonna sound like grave somewhere between
here and Fort Smith he is gone long
thanks to mr. Willoughby's we missed our
shot it barked and the birds of long
gone gone gone looking at his cohorts
gone your fifty dollars gone not on the
width is seized in evidence trail is
cold river one one foolish old man has
been drawn into a wild-goose chase by a
harpy and trousers and the nincompoop
5th Earl of beef he can wander the
Choctaw Nation for as long as he likes
rap the local engines take him in the
honor is Gibbons by making him chief you
sister-like over you like our engagement
is terminated
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