Anvil Bob and the Stranger

The sun was down when the batwings swung An' Anvil Bob walked in. Bob's name came from the blacksmith trade He's stronger than strong men He was more than mad, he looked fierce, There was blood in his eye. "I'm lookin' for a tall stranger, That came here some time by. "Had his way with my young Sadie, And rode off into town. I aim to tear his limbs apart, An' grind him in the ground!" A chuckle came from down the bar, The stranger gave a smile. He tipped his hat to Anvil Bob, Just grinnin' all the while. You'd best calm down before you bust Yore ticker my old friend. You'll be awhile at what you said You'd do to me just then. You see this knife here in my belt? It's skinned a lotta hog. It'll cut all yor' buttons off, Or circumcise a frog. I've used this knife from here to there An' never lost a fight. You'd best come have a drink with me An' we can make this right." Anvil Bob turned two shades of pale - Starin' at that sticker. He knew he'd best talk to this man An' drink his free likker. The stranger said he'd been away Workin' cattle all year. He an' Sadie had gotten wed Before he'd left from here. "Get yor' nose out of them hot coals An' look around a bit. You'll see the world still goes around An' all the pieces fit." "I got the money now saved up To buy a little spread. An' she'll be goin' there with me - Best get that through yor' head." Well, Anvil Bob's a grandpa now He's got a whole new life. Don't argue with his son-in-law --- ‘Cause he recalls that knife.