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Wild Bill
Lyrics: Wild Bill Hickock was his name, From Kansas he did come, To the Black Hills of Dakota Land, While the gold rush was on. Chorus: He already had a name as Marshall, And one for marksman as well, He only wanted to have some fun, So he came to raise some___________. Lyrics: Well listen to this story friends, And you will understand, How Wild Bill Hickock made his fame, In this Dakota Land. Wild Bill loved a game of cards, At poker he was an ace, He joined a game in a saloon, A big grin on his face. He thought he held a winning hand, Two pair was sure to hold, But, before he could show his hand, A bullet stopped him cold. A dirty bum named Jack McCall, Slipped up behind Wild Bill, Before anyone knew what was happening, He'd been shot and killed. Who hired him or just why he did it, No one seems to know, The only thing that is certain, Jack danced at the end of a rope. Chorus: He already had a name as Marshall, And one for marksman as well, He only wanted to have some fun, Now he lies there in the dell. Cile Beer written l975
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