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A badge laid there upon the desk
Barely shining thru the dust
and the six gun there beside it
neglected, full of rust

There hadn't been a sheriff here
For days or months nor years
and since that day the sheriff died
The town was gripped by fear

It didn't seem that long ago
It feels like yesterday
The streets were filled with people
and the children hard at play

That was until that stormy night
when a stranger came to town
Looking for the sheriff
with intent to gun him down

I was in the lobby 
at the hotel 'cross the street
asking for a room
and a place where I might eat

When I glanced out of the window
where the street lamp lit the night
I saw the shadows of two men
as they began to fight

I thought that maybe I should help
but I've been down that road before
I've learn to mind my business
It's just something that I swore
 
But lookin' back, I might have changed
the future of this town
Or ended up "here" for good!
six feet underground 

To Be Continued Tomorrow same time, same place
HeeeeYaaaaaa !!!

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