Young Billy Buck
Young tough Billy Buck,
had one more puff.
Then went for his gun,
and ran out of luck.
He was tough, but not fast.
two slugs his last gasp.
Here lie's young Billy Buck,
Ash to Ash, Dust to Dust
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