Marbletown - Wild Bill lyrics


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Wild Bill - Blue Highway lyrics

He rode out from Old Fort Hays alone
Thinkin
Then he was gone

James Butler Hickock was his name
He never knew just why they called him
or

The youngest son of a Baptist preacher man
His mother said
or you


and he told her that he wouldn

but they say that farther West it

So he started off across the endless plains
and he soon became a jack of every trade
But some men are born not made

Nichols came to Springfield riding high
looking for a dime-store Galahad
but Bill was all he had

Six foot three in a tall Prince Albert frock
He let his blond hair flow down behind
Two ivory-handled pistols at his side

The lies they built a legend
They stared at him like the Son of God come down
That usually meant a good night on the town

Agnes Lake was a beauty so they say
She rendezvoused with Bill in old Cheyenne
and soon he won her hand

Nearly blind he married her that spring
Their love like fragrant blossoms grew
But deep inside she knew


and he told her that he wouldn

where a reputation keeps a man alive
But she never saw that man again alive

Jack McCall was a drifter and a bum
He shot Bill in the back of the head
Aces and eights the dead man

The legend and the man are not the same
but the man died in Deadwood all alone
The legend still lives on



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