The Shoot Out At the Koa Page 2 Zack Waverly

Page 2 The Shoot Out At The KOA Corral The continuing saga of Zack Waverly The mare was to far gone and I had to put her down There was nothing I could do To help her make her back to town When things have come to this Life seems barely worth a trifle As the only mercies' left comes from what's inside a rifle I saddled up and rode due west Not to my destination But, took a little detour To make an allegation On a hill top, I approached As the Sun hung at mid-day and I saw a man, with whip in hand strike a Dapple Gray My poor horse, was exhausted But I guess he some how knew He reared up on his two hind legs Then down the hill flew I've learn to hold on tight When Ole Buck gets inspired I swear, His eyes turn black as coal While his nostrils fill with fire He raced to make a beeline To where the horse was being beat Then stopped outside the wooden fence In the mid-day summer heat "Jonah, stop it now" Is what I shouted from my horse "Don't make me come and make you 'Cause you know I can of course" Jonah wasn't tall but a strong and abled man and so I pulled my Walker Colt and watched the whip drop, from his hand HeeeeYahaaa, Partners Keep your Posse out lookin' for page 3