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Desperados Run This Town
Well I had just rode into town, got off my old horse and decided to walk around. I felt something behind me as I stepped quietly listening for the sound. I slipped my revolver in my hand and spun the cylinder round. Right in front of the Long Fork Saloon and Grill lay this ole tick infested hound. Bout that time I heard it again that noise was closing in. I seen that old cur growlin low and I knew the fun wuz fixin to begin. The wind it started to howl and blow as I stood in front of the Long forks doors. The town it self wuz pretty small, rekon maybe six to seven stores. Down the way I seen this ChineyMan dumpin some water in the street. As I stand here by the door with that ole dog sniffin out my feet. Scat get on outta here and I placed my boot upside his rump. Well the ole ignorant thing just rolled over and layed there in a lump. Reach mister you best be grabbin for some sky. Then he said it again reach I tell ya, less you be wantin to die. Well I wuz pretty sure I knew that raspy voice. But I dropped my gun and did what he said, he left me little choice. And as I felt his capgun stickin in my side. I knew this roody toot tooter carried my brand upon his hide. And as I turned to look at him, he said I really got you daddy I really got you good. He said momma sent me to get ya, shes needin you to chop some wood.
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