the sun set many moons have past
and we killed a lot of men
i rode that horse till she couldn't move
we lived without amends
i kept my word as the town was burned
apache's around the bend
just a highwayman robbing the coaches
i'm saturated stench
the last cowboy, the last cowboy.
i'm after well-heeled travelers
till the bacons done
gun slinger of no particular demonstration
he gained a little notoriety from that event
a violent stripe misnaming him belligerence
wanted for train robbery,
murder he is, wanted bank robbery,
cattle rustling,
he's just a horse their
he's 1861
