Original of Doom of Tom Horn

Original of Doom of Tom Horn I just found original of it I had written back in the 50's. Here it is. Tom Horn will surely die today For all his sins now must pay Bounty hunter born and bred But pretty soon shall be dead. There were many rustlers he did kill Among them freight he would instill With his new Winchester Ninety Four Shot them all down by the score. Most thoughtful and polite was he All of his victims were sure to be Lying hands crossed on their breasts Head gently on a rock laid to rest. Big Tome went searching for someone But instead he found the rustler's son Into his body a bullet soon did send Poor, young lad's life came to an end. Posse chased terrible Tom everywhere His life they never wanted to spare Caught and dragged him back to town And main street did march him down. Calmly was approach to life now doomed All was quiet and around tension loomed Tied to his neck a noose was now worn Quick was the end for big Tom Horn. James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran