Zack Vol 6 Page 8

With the cocking of his gun I squeezed my eye lids all so narrow And considered how big a gun can look When looking down its barrel But instead of being shot The Doc ordered me once more To hop down in the shallow grave And start digging up the ore He threw me down a pick axe And as I grab it with my hands Saying "Don't get no ideas Or I'll shoot you where you stand" So I plunged it in the rock And as the pieces fell away I saw that it was gold And the Doc's plan plain as day He would seem to rescue strangers From the crowd, back in the town And take them here to mine for him Then shoot the wrangler down With a coffin filled with ore Then back to town he'd make his way "He let the fella go" At least that is what he'd say This way Doc could keep the gold And the secret of his find And as for missing strangers no one payed any mind To be continued in Vol 6 Page 9 soon